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 Madagascar and from Tokyo.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 marimba 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 Chris & Cosey to the rap 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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
Nick Fraelich,
The Red Krayola,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Crispy Ambulance,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Monolake,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cecil Taylor,
Swans,
Newcleus,
Blancmange,
Sonic Youth,
K-Klass,
The United States of America,
Pharoah Sanders,
Soulsonic Force,
Nas,
The Monochrome Set,
Alice Coltrane,
Siglo XX,
Suicide,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Dual Sessions,
T. Rex,
Charles Mingus,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Susan Cadogan,
Unwound,
Andrew Hill,
Buzzcocks,
Essential Logic,
Morten Harket,
The Cramps,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Aloha Tigers,
Chris & Cosey,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
This Heat,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lyres,
The Invisible,
Organ,
The Gories,
Section 25,
Country Teasers,
L. Decosne,
Letta Mbulu,
Marvin Gaye,
Interpol,
Marine Girls,
Leonard Cohen,
Al Stewart,
Japan,
Roxy Music,
Brick,
The Zeros,
Byron Stingily,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.