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 Somalia and from Manila.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 808 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 The Cramps to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Basic Channel,
Scrapy,
Easy Going,
Faust,
Marvin Gaye,
Lucky Dragons,
Soul Sonic Force,
Monolake,
The Black Dice,
The Litter,
Soul II Soul,
Eddi Front,
Roxette,
Ten City,
Crash Course in Science,
Gil Scott Heron,
Jandek,
Roxy Music,
Warsaw,
Ultravox,
Soft Cell,
Yusef Lateef,
Nick Fraelich,
Average White Band,
Rosa Yemen,
Pharoah Sanders,
New Age Steppers,
Kurtis Blow,
Fluxion,
Al Stewart,
Marine Girls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Skatalites,
The Pretty Things,
Blancmange,
Alton Ellis,
Agitation Free,
Whodini,
Fear,
Thompson Twins,
Rod Modell,
Bobby Sherman,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Slave,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gang of Four,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Popol Vuh,
DJ Sneak,
The Fall,
The Angels of Light,
Bootsy Collins,
H. Thieme,
Warren Ellis,
Scan 7,
Bizarre Inc.,
Piero Umiliani,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Arab on Radar,
Porter Ricks,
Roy Ayers,
Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.
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.