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 Montenegro and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the guitar 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 Au Pairs to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Josef K,
Japan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Moody Blues,
Ohio Players,
Dead Boys,
Ponytail,
The Sonics,
Soulsonic Force,
FM Einheit,
Bad Manners,
Gang Starr,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lou Reed,
The Fire Engines,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Letta Mbulu,
Kaleidoscope,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lungfish,
Camouflage,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Velvet Underground,
Joey Negro,
Albert Ayler,
Porter Ricks,
Thee Headcoats,
Country Teasers,
X-Ray Spex,
The Tremeloes,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Excepter,
Archie Shepp,
Bobby Womack,
The Doors,
Outsiders,
Blossom Toes,
LL Cool J,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rites of Spring,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dual Sessions,
Hardrive,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Blake Baxter,
Lindisfarne,
Dawn Penn,
Funky Four + One,
Wings,
The Martian,
the Slits,
Neil Young,
Duran Duran,
Harmonia,
Laurel Aitken,
The Knickerbockers,
Intrusion,
Eli Mardock,
Young Marble Giants,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.