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 United States and from Sao Paulo.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Buckinghams to the crunk 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Livin' Joy,
The Evens,
Basic Channel,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rhythm & Sound,
Essential Logic,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Electric Prunes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ponytail,
Fela Kuti,
A Certain Ratio,
Pantaleimon,
Todd Rundgren,
Roxy Music,
Spandau Ballet,
Quantec,
Alice Coltrane,
Eve St. Jones,
ABBA,
The Gories,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Fania All-Stars,
Marcia Griffiths,
Smog,
Infiniti,
Cluster,
The Toasters,
The Beau Brummels,
Index,
Joensuu 1685,
Yellowson,
FM Einheit,
Black Sheep,
Cybotron,
Lou Reed,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Move,
48th St. Collective,
Patti Smith,
Heaven 17,
Ralphi Rosario,
Panda Bear,
Tom Boy,
Moby Grape,
Delta 5,
Jandek,
The Searchers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Fugazi,
Tears for Fears,
Liliput,
Cal Tjader,
Severed Heads,
The Durutti Column,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sparks,
Niagra,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Hardrive,
Eden Ahbez,
X-102,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.