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 Chad and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 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 Kaleidoscope to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Velvet Underground record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dead Boys,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Gun Club,
Sixth Finger,
Bluetip,
Wally Richardson,
The Young Rascals,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rod Modell,
Outsiders,
Wire,
Tommy Roe,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pierre Henry,
Simply Red,
Ohio Players,
Ten City,
Supertramp,
Ituana,
Lucky Dragons,
X-102,
Motorama,
AZ,
The Dave Clark Five,
Peter and Kerry,
Funkadelic,
Nils Olav,
Erasure,
The Vogues,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Absolute Body Control,
Girls At Our Best!,
Quando Quango,
Jacques Brel,
Subhumans,
Lou Reed,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sarah Menescal,
Groovy Waters,
Country Teasers,
Fad Gadget,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Eric B and Rakim,
Technova,
Eurythmics,
Blossom Toes,
Michelle Simonal,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Names,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Doobie Brothers,
EPMD,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jerry's Kids,
Yellowson,
Kas Product,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobby Womack,
Arab on Radar,
Mission of Burma,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.