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 Algeria 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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Archie Shepp to the punk 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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Blancmange,
the Association,
AZ,
Sex Pistols,
Bronski Beat,
Lindisfarne,
Maurizio,
Delta 5,
Youth Brigade,
Lalann,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sarah Menescal,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Boredoms,
Marine Girls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gabor Szabo,
Cecil Taylor,
The Sound,
The Toasters,
Aaron Thompson,
Television,
Gang Starr,
Kurtis Blow,
The Modern Lovers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Crispian St. Peters,
JFA,
Alton Ellis,
Tears for Fears,
Swell Maps,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Donny Hathaway,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Peter & Gordon,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eve St. Jones,
Ultra Naté,
Country Joe & The Fish,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Althea and Donna,
Kerri Chandler,
Scrapy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Los Fastidios,
Can,
This Heat,
Black Sheep,
The Fuzztones,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lou Reed,
Hashim,
In Retrospect,
Subhumans,
The Pop Group,
Organ,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Animal Collective,
Popol Vuh,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.