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 East Timor 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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar 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 Radio Birdman to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Carl Craig,
Livin' Joy,
Depeche Mode,
Rhythm & Sound,
These Immortal Souls,
Bootsy Collins,
Susan Cadogan,
Piero Umiliani,
Deakin,
Country Teasers,
Quantec,
Jeff Mills,
The Cowsills,
Whodini,
Deepchord,
The Pretty Things,
The Doors,
Gang of Four,
Can,
Glenn Branca,
Drive Like Jehu,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Flash Fearless,
Theoretical Girls,
Chris Corsano,
Sexual Harrassment,
Boz Scaggs,
Newcleus,
Byron Stingily,
Lalann,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Model 500,
Shuggie Otis,
Scrapy,
Minutemen,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Freddie Wadling,
The Names,
Chris & Cosey,
DNA,
Robert Hood,
The New Christs,
Lower 48,
Grey Daturas,
Gerry Rafferty,
June Days,
Yaz,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gang Gang Dance,
Scientists,
The Busters,
Rotary Connection,
Boogie Down Productions,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gregory Isaacs,
Stereo Dub,
Kenny Larkin,
Nick Fraelich,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gabor Szabo,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.