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 Ghana 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Victims to the punk 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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bluetip,
Judy Mowatt,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ludus,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Birthday Party,
Sly & The Family Stone,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Magma,
Mission of Burma,
The Mummies,
Scion,
Grauzone,
Robert Wyatt,
Radiohead,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kas Product,
The Slits,
Alison Limerick,
Eve St. Jones,
Joe Finger,
Blake Baxter,
The Trojans,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kenny Larkin,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Mantronix,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Deepchord,
MDC,
Bauhaus,
La Düsseldorf,
World's Most,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Minutemen,
Scott Walker,
Echospace,
Franke,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Boogie Down Productions,
Talk Talk,
Lalann,
Lakeside,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Derrick Morgan,
Alphaville,
Gong,
Althea and Donna,
Nirvana,
Camouflage,
John Holt,
Heaven 17,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Smiths,
Fugazi,
Darondo,
AZ,
Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra.
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.