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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 oboe 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 Public Enemy to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All Kerrie Biddell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Names record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
The Moleskins,
The Cure,
Barrington Levy,
Lucky Dragons,
Neu!,
Oneida,
Arthur Verocai,
Eddi Front,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bobby Byrd,
Amon Düül,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Freddie Wadling,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
10cc,
the Sonics,
Bill Wells,
Anakelly,
New York Dolls,
Essential Logic,
The Sonics,
DNA,
The Leaves,
Nico,
The Fortunes,
The Misunderstood,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Electric Prunes,
Underground Resistance,
Byron Stingily,
Thompson Twins,
The Detroit Cobras,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Yazoo,
Mandrill,
Half Japanese,
Soulsonic Force,
The Cowsills,
Erasure,
Von Mondo,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Warsaw,
Donny Hathaway,
Magma,
Susan Cadogan,
The Tremeloes,
The Velvet Underground,
Gichy Dan,
Urselle,
Barclay James Harvest,
Nik Kershaw,
Index,
Marmalade,
Kool Moe Dee,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mantronix,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Stetsasonic,
Michelle Simonal,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.