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 Barbados and from Bologna.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 chamberlin 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 Youth Brigade 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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Real Kids,
Cameo,
Tom Boy,
The Divine Comedy,
Heaven 17,
Graham Central Station,
The Offenders,
10cc,
Swans,
Pagans,
the Swans,
Jeru the Damaja,
Aaron Thompson,
The Beau Brummels,
Quadrant,
Matthew Halsall,
Jeff Mills,
Judy Mowatt,
Blake Baxter,
Brick,
DJ Sneak,
Gang Starr,
The Smoke,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eric Copeland,
Saccharine Trust,
Mantronix,
Khruangbin,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Soul Sonic Force,
Accadde A,
E-Dancer,
Archie Shepp,
Terry Callier,
A Flock of Seagulls,
kango's stein massive,
Model 500,
the Human League,
Patti Smith,
The Doors,
The Slackers,
Joy Division,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Joe Finger,
The Happenings,
Jandek,
Guru Guru,
The Walker Brothers,
Roxette,
Royal Trux,
Fad Gadget,
Aswad,
Tommy Roe,
The Dirtbombs,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
David Axelrod,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jesper Dahlback,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kool Moe Dee,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.