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 Honduras and from Toronto.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the snare 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 Deepchord to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sonic Youth,
Idris Muhammad,
Spoonie Gee,
Deakin,
Jacob Miller,
Oneida,
Underground Resistance,
The Raincoats,
Crispian St. Peters,
Vladislav Delay,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
John Foxx,
Chrome,
Robert Wyatt,
Camouflage,
The Zeros,
The Human League,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dark Day,
Maleditus Sound,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Blake Baxter,
The Moleskins,
The Birthday Party,
the Fania All-Stars,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Graham Central Station,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Spandau Ballet,
Fat Boys,
Faraquet,
The Mummies,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Flamin' Groovies,
Marc Almond,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Agent Orange,
La Düsseldorf,
Television Personalities,
DJ Style,
Amazonics,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Fire Engines,
Eli Mardock,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Dead C,
Q65,
Jandek,
Alton Ellis,
Cymande,
Quantec,
The Index,
Derrick May,
The Golliwogs,
The United States of America,
Ralphi Rosario,
Frankie Knuckles,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.