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 Gabon and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 spring reverb 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the disco 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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cosmic Jokers,
Radiohead,
Vainqueur,
Unwound,
Niagra,
John Lydon,
Quadrant,
Ten City,
The Dave Clark Five,
This Heat,
Gong,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Raincoats,
Big Daddy Kane,
the Fania All-Stars,
Eric B and Rakim,
Livin' Joy,
The Stooges,
DJ Sneak,
Sister Nancy,
Agitation Free,
Lungfish,
The Names,
The Five Americans,
Das Ding,
Sun City Girls,
Donny Hathaway,
Alice Coltrane,
Can,
The Mojo Men,
Sex Pistols,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Derrick Morgan,
Flamin' Groovies,
Johnny Clarke,
Al Stewart,
Lalo Schifrin,
Royal Trux,
Cheater Slicks,
Von Mondo,
The Moody Blues,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Barbara Tucker,
Althea and Donna,
Excepter,
Absolute Body Control,
Skarface,
The Modern Lovers,
Urselle,
Massinfluence,
Ultravox,
Stereo Dub,
Connie Case,
The Slits,
Cal Tjader,
Jeff Mills,
Eve St. Jones,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Pretty Things,
Goldenarms,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.