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 Nigeria 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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 808 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 Pantaleimon to the crunk 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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Holt,
Echospace,
Cal Tjader,
Skriet,
Drexciya,
Warren Ellis,
The Monochrome Set,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gang Gang Dance,
Aswad,
Can,
Lightning Bolt,
Livin' Joy,
Marvin Gaye,
Derrick May,
Matthew Bourne,
The Searchers,
Simply Red,
Jimmy McGriff,
Slick Rick,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Dark Day,
Albert Ayler,
The Residents,
Suicide,
Agent Orange,
Intrusion,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jeff Lynne,
AZ,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Stiv Bators,
Tubeway Army,
Yellowson,
Amon Düül,
Ponytail,
Lower 48,
Peter & Gordon,
Moebius,
Robert Hood,
Joensuu 1685,
Amazonics,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Steve Hackett,
Das Ding,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Silicon Teens,
Ornette Coleman,
Quadrant,
Quando Quango,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eddi Front,
Oneida,
Massinfluence,
Mission of Burma,
Leonard Cohen,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Tim Buckley,
Pole,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Mantronix,
Banda Bassotti,
Monks,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.