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 Vanuatu and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Malaria! to the electroclash 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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slackers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Dave Gahan,
Flipper,
The American Breed,
Ornette Coleman,
Joey Negro,
D'Angelo,
Letta Mbulu,
Minutemen,
Bobby Womack,
The Neon Judgement,
The Leaves,
The Buckinghams,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Amon Düül,
Electric Prunes,
Danielle Patucci,
Black Flag,
Zero Boys,
Talk Talk,
Albert Ayler,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Byron Stingily,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Johnny Clarke,
Maleditus Sound,
Clear Light,
Fat Boys,
Von Mondo,
David Axelrod,
Hasil Adkins,
Altered Images,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Blues Magoos,
Throbbing Gristle,
CMW,
The United States of America,
Rufus Thomas,
The Cramps,
Barry Ungar,
Jeff Lynne,
Piero Umiliani,
Drexciya,
The New Christs,
The Music Machine,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Underground Resistance,
Gang of Four,
Marmalade,
Dennis Brown,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
China Crisis,
Flash Fearless,
The Offenders,
Slave,
Banda Bassotti,
Interpol,
Barclay James Harvest,
Darondo,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
John Cale,
The Gladiators,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.