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 Malta and from Salvador.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Rod Modell,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Knickerbockers,
The Count Five,
Derrick Morgan,
Hoover,
Dave Gahan,
Scratch Acid,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Traffic Nightmare,
John Coltrane,
Peter and Kerry,
Agent Orange,
The Fall,
Blancmange,
Wings,
Amon Düül II,
Hasil Adkins,
Pylon,
Bill Near,
Joy Division,
Robert Görl,
Aaron Thompson,
Siglo XX,
Sixth Finger,
Black Moon,
Metal Thangz,
Deadbeat,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Robert Wyatt,
The Monks,
Los Fastidios,
Andrew Hill,
Junior Murvin,
Chris Corsano,
Eurythmics,
Tomorrow,
the Germs,
the Human League,
The Slits,
Bobby Womack,
The Toasters,
The Vogues,
Unrelated Segments,
Japan,
OOIOO,
Kerri Chandler,
Fugazi,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Blackbyrds,
Severed Heads,
Yusef Lateef,
Terry Callier,
Mo-Dettes,
David Bowie,
The Move,
Brand Nubian,
Ronnie Foster,
UT,
Johnny Clarke,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.