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 Sweden and from Toronto.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 the Normal to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Leaves. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
B.T. Express,
Pagans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Wolf Eyes,
Aswad,
the Soft Cell,
Scientists,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Erykah Badu,
Tres Demented,
Organ,
Animal Collective,
Kas Product,
Cameo,
Urselle,
Leonard Cohen,
Chris & Cosey,
Cluster,
Hardrive,
Robert Hood,
Albert Ayler,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Blake Baxter,
X-101,
Circle Jerks,
The Slackers,
Flamin' Groovies,
Amon Düül II,
Black Bananas,
Stereo Dub,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Robert Görl,
Negative Approach,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Wally Richardson,
Johnny Clarke,
Buzzcocks,
Deakin,
New York Dolls,
Steve Hackett,
Danielle Patucci,
Altered Images,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kenny Larkin,
Susan Cadogan,
Eddi Front,
Inner City,
The Slits,
The Flesh Eaters,
Von Mondo,
The Electric Prunes,
Magma,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Wings,
Slave,
Pere Ubu,
Joy Division,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Jacob Miller,
Max Romeo,
The Last Poets,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.