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 Algeria and from Milan.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 New Age Steppers to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Amon Düül II,
Popol Vuh,
Pussy Galore,
Circle Jerks,
Nick Fraelich,
EPMD,
Quantec,
Gabor Szabo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Cameo,
John Coltrane,
Darondo,
The Detroit Cobras,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
10cc,
Quadrant,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Yellowson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mandrill,
Graham Central Station,
Eric Copeland,
Ronnie Foster,
Desert Stars,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lyres,
Sandy B,
DJ Style,
Scion,
The Evens,
The Shadows of Knight,
Colin Newman,
Lalann,
The Gun Club,
The Cramps,
Lower 48,
Michelle Simonal,
Icehouse,
Delon & Dalcan,
Wire,
Man Parrish,
Mary Jane Girls,
Don Cherry,
Janne Schatter,
The Pretty Things,
Minutemen,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Steve Hackett,
Carl Craig,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sparks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Smiths,
Bob Dylan,
Nico,
In Retrospect,
Chrome,
The Velvet Underground,
Roxette,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
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.