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 the UAE and from Lille.
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 Toronto and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Cosmic Jokers to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The American Breed. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Trojans,
Kerrie Biddell,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Eden Ahbez,
Harmonia,
Symarip,
Grey Daturas,
Don Cherry,
Magma,
Popol Vuh,
Interpol,
The Associates,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sonny Sharrock,
Frankie Knuckles,
Royal Trux,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Shadows of Knight,
Shuggie Otis,
Gong,
the Association,
Duran Duran,
Avey Tare,
Skaos,
Zapp,
Oneida,
Section 25,
Dennis Brown,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Brass Construction,
Ken Boothe,
Saccharine Trust,
Adolescents,
Porter Ricks,
Skarface,
48th St. Collective,
Tropical Tobacco,
Mandrill,
Fela Kuti,
Nils Olav,
Pierre Henry,
The Mojo Men,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pantytec,
Stiv Bators,
Blossom Toes,
The Cure,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Black Bananas,
Glambeats Corp.,
Alice Coltrane,
Ponytail,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Surgeon,
Delon & Dalcan,
Althea and Donna,
Wire,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.