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 El Salvador and from Mexico City.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Shoche 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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Max Romeo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Cecil Taylor,
Albert Ayler,
Carl Craig,
The Gun Club,
Patti Smith,
Fear,
Frankie Knuckles,
Grey Daturas,
Public Image Ltd.,
Organ,
Matthew Halsall,
Bauhaus,
Quadrant,
The Dave Clark Five,
Scion,
Suicide,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rod Modell,
Stockholm Monsters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Radiohead,
Urselle,
The Zeros,
The Busters,
Hot Snakes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Shuggie Otis,
Nirvana,
Godley & Creme,
Jerry's Kids,
DJ Style,
Can,
The Electric Prunes,
Fela Kuti,
AZ,
Sarah Menescal,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Steve Hackett,
Kevin Saunderson,
Magma,
JFA,
In Retrospect,
Dawn Penn,
Todd Terry,
John Coltrane,
Animal Collective,
Dave Gahan,
Graham Central Station,
Scrapy,
Black Sheep,
Marine Girls,
Dead Boys,
Lee Hazlewood,
John Cale,
Radiopuhelimet,
Neil Young,
Massinfluence,
T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex.
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.