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 Brazil and from Philadelphia.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Nico to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Dorothy Ashby tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jacob Miller,
David Axelrod,
the Fania All-Stars,
Guru Guru,
Icehouse,
John Coltrane,
Simply Red,
The Divine Comedy,
The Monks,
Nik Kershaw,
Neu!,
Absolute Body Control,
Public Enemy,
Kas Product,
Section 25,
Erykah Badu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lakeside,
Lyres,
Prince Buster,
John Foxx,
FM Einheit,
The Mojo Men,
Sparks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Minnie Riperton,
Brothers Johnson,
Jesper Dahlback,
Newcleus,
Joe Finger,
Schoolly D,
Peter and Kerry,
Sonic Youth,
PIL,
Cybotron,
Desert Stars,
Severed Heads,
Accadde A,
Judy Mowatt,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
U.S. Maple,
Lindisfarne,
ABBA,
Loose Ends,
Graham Central Station,
The Kinks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Grass Roots,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Soft Machine,
Patti Smith,
Smog,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Birthday Party,
Monolake,
The New Christs,
The Five Americans,
The Sonics,
John Holt, John Holt, John Holt, John Holt.
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.