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 Norway and from Stockholm.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Aural Exciters to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glambeats Corp. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jeff Lynne,
Yellowson,
Sound Behaviour,
Marmalade,
Popol Vuh,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Move,
Wire,
Mark Hollis,
Scratch Acid,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Avey Tare,
The Evens,
Quadrant,
The Slackers,
The Cowsills,
The Gories,
Pylon,
Fatback Band,
Cymande,
The Smoke,
The Standells,
Joe Finger,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Neu!,
John Cale,
Monolake,
Warren Ellis,
The Sonics,
Nation of Ulysses,
Delon & Dalcan,
Niagra,
The Young Rascals,
Boz Scaggs,
Erykah Badu,
Ituana,
Stereo Dub,
Symarip,
Spoonie Gee,
Saccharine Trust,
Talk Talk,
The Human League,
Ornette Coleman,
The Stooges,
Magma,
Infiniti,
Ossler,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pantaleimon,
L. Decosne,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Arab on Radar,
Basic Channel,
The Gun Club,
The Fugs,
Lee Hazlewood,
Laurel Aitken,
Roxy Music,
Bobby Byrd,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Robert Wyatt,
The Victims,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.