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 Estonia and from Woodstock.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Delta 5 to the grunge 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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
The Dead C,
The Toasters,
The Electric Prunes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Donny Hathaway,
Q65,
Infiniti,
Camouflage,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Moleskins,
Joensuu 1685,
The Pop Group,
Hot Snakes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Aaron Thompson,
UT,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Darondo,
E-Dancer,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
H. Thieme,
David Axelrod,
Symarip,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Neon Judgement,
Dead Boys,
Eve St. Jones,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bill Wells,
Robert Wyatt,
The Young Rascals,
Sight & Sound,
Half Japanese,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Glenn Branca,
Toni Rubio,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Inner City,
Nirvana,
The Slackers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
June of 44,
Drive Like Jehu,
F. McDonald,
The Blackbyrds,
Harpers Bizarre,
Model 500,
New Age Steppers,
EPMD,
Wire,
Harry Pussy,
Joe Smooth,
Robert Görl,
A Certain Ratio,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Residents,
Massinfluence,
Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr.
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.