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 Jordan and from Hong Kong.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 snare 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 Peter and Kerry to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Neu!,
Flash Fearless,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sixth Finger,
The Cramps,
A Certain Ratio,
Urselle,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Joyce Sims,
Easy Going,
Agent Orange,
Faust,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Raincoats,
Deakin,
Delta 5,
Connie Case,
Darondo,
The Slits,
Soulsonic Force,
Severed Heads,
David Axelrod,
Altered Images,
Toni Rubio,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Gun Club,
Silicon Teens,
Patti Smith,
DJ Sneak,
Harry Pussy,
The Cure,
Lightning Bolt,
Tubeway Army,
Vladislav Delay,
Judy Mowatt,
Soft Cell,
The Invisible,
Leonard Cohen,
The Blackbyrds,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Von Mondo,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Modern Lovers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Khruangbin,
Roger Hodgson,
Howard Jones,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Vainqueur,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Tres Demented,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Sound,
Animal Collective,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.