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 San Marino and from Hong Kong.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bluetip to the grime 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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tim Buckley record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Theoretical Girls,
Stereo Dub,
The Gap Band,
Tubeway Army,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sonic Youth,
Marvin Gaye,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Swell Maps,
Janne Schatter,
Jeff Lynne,
Bang On A Can,
Radiopuhelimet,
The New Christs,
Black Pus,
New Age Steppers,
Country Teasers,
Black Moon,
Siglo XX,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Residents,
The Knickerbockers,
Quadrant,
Graham Central Station,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Altered Images,
Gichy Dan,
Jesper Dahlback,
H. Thieme,
Oblivians,
Archie Shepp,
Simply Red,
Agitation Free,
Tomorrow,
Aaron Thompson,
The Litter,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Anakelly,
Aural Exciters,
Lakeside,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Camouflage,
Pere Ubu,
X-101,
Yazoo,
the Fania All-Stars,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Underground Resistance,
Soft Cell,
Rapeman,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dennis Brown,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ralphi Rosario,
David McCallum,
Electric Light Orchestra,
DJ Sneak,
48th St. Collective,
Todd Terry,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.