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 Dominican Republic 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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the electroclash 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deadbeat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
Maurizio,
The Cramps,
Iggy Pop,
Andrew Hill,
Guru Guru,
Alton Ellis,
Bush Tetras,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cheater Slicks,
Pierre Henry,
Duran Duran,
Be Bop Deluxe,
H. Thieme,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lyres,
The Pop Group,
Scott Walker,
Lungfish,
Easy Going,
The Techniques,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Wire,
Mantronix,
The J.B.'s,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Fad Gadget,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Yaz,
Letta Mbulu,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Soft Cell,
Robert Görl,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Eli Mardock,
A Certain Ratio,
Japan,
The Flesh Eaters,
Aural Exciters,
Sugar Minott,
Jerry's Kids,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Essential Logic,
Soul II Soul,
Jandek,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
R.M.O.,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Michelle Simonal,
The Five Americans,
The Knickerbockers,
Agitation Free,
Neil Young,
The Dirtbombs,
The Standells,
The Moleskins,
Warsaw,
Niagra,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Harmonia,
Brick,
Section 25,
Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson.
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.