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 South Africa and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the guitar 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 Little Man to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every U.S. Maple 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Trumans Water,
Supertramp,
June Days,
Cluster,
the Human League,
John Lydon,
Brick,
Bush Tetras,
Masters at Work,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Invisible,
Japan,
Rakim,
Ralphi Rosario,
Unwound,
PIL,
Henry Cow,
Qualms,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Delta 5,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mandrill,
Byron Stingily,
The Last Poets,
Public Enemy,
Angry Samoans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bob Dylan,
The Cure,
Eurythmics,
Arthur Verocai,
Easy Going,
Barry Ungar,
Thompson Twins,
Joyce Sims,
Audionom,
The Young Rascals,
Make Up,
The Busters,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Fugazi,
Howard Jones,
Los Fastidios,
Clear Light,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Sound,
Al Stewart,
The Modern Lovers,
Letta Mbulu,
Sonic Youth,
Bobbi Humphrey,
D'Angelo,
The Fugs,
Television,
Absolute Body Control,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kerrie Biddell,
Parry Music,
U.S. Maple,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Dark Day,
Ituana,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.