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 Germany and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 June Days to the grime 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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Livin' Joy,
Smog,
T.S.O.L.,
Todd Rundgren,
Jacob Miller,
Kurtis Blow,
Television Personalities,
Mary Jane Girls,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Babytalk,
Joy Division,
Q and Not U,
The J.B.'s,
Little Man,
the Bar-Kays,
Tubeway Army,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Wolf Eyes,
U.S. Maple,
MC5,
Wire,
Skaos,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sister Nancy,
Toni Rubio,
Cameo,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Cosmic Jokers,
DJ Style,
Boredoms,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sun City Girls,
China Crisis,
Masters at Work,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Neil Young,
Schoolly D,
The Moleskins,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rites of Spring,
Tres Demented,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Vladislav Delay,
Pole,
Pharoah Sanders,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
New Order,
Dawn Penn,
Pet Shop Boys,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sixth Finger,
Bill Near,
Simply Red,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Arcadia,
John Coltrane,
Sandy B,
Surgeon,
Siglo XX,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.