Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Bulgaria and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Flash Fearless to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bauhaus,
Aural Exciters,
Scrapy,
Bob Dylan,
Robert Görl,
Joy Division,
The Kinks,
Deadbeat,
Sugar Minott,
Big Daddy Kane,
Barry Ungar,
Tim Buckley,
Mandrill,
Black Pus,
Mars,
the Swans,
Sound Behaviour,
T. Rex,
The Pretty Things,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rapeman,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Avey Tare,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Jawbox,
The New Christs,
the Soft Cell,
Loose Ends,
the Normal,
Derrick Morgan,
Henry Cow,
UT,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Beau Brummels,
Scan 7,
Crash Course in Science,
Marvin Gaye,
The Last Poets,
Circle Jerks,
The Misunderstood,
Hardrive,
Panda Bear,
The Motions,
Wire,
Wings,
Infiniti,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Camouflage,
K-Klass,
Rod Modell,
Organ,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ronnie Foster,
Stereo Dub,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Colin Newman,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Soul II Soul,
Fluxion,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.