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 Chile and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 organ 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 Dorothy Ashby to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sad Lovers and Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
Junior Murvin,
Ossler,
The Grass Roots,
Banda Bassotti,
Henry Cow,
Scan 7,
Popol Vuh,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Livin' Joy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Q65,
The Stooges,
Sex Pistols,
Pharoah Sanders,
Von Mondo,
David McCallum,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Joey Negro,
Subhumans,
Oneida,
Derrick Morgan,
Terrestrial Tones,
kango's stein massive,
The Real Kids,
Kerri Chandler,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cybotron,
Matthew Halsall,
The J.B.'s,
Cluster,
X-102,
Monks,
Adolescents,
Siglo XX,
The Selecter,
Audionom,
Quando Quango,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eric Dolphy,
The Mojo Men,
Neil Young,
the Slits,
Freddie Wadling,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Brass Construction,
Barry Ungar,
Babytalk,
Judy Mowatt,
D'Angelo,
Fat Boys,
Duran Duran,
Mark Hollis,
Negative Approach,
Andrew Hill,
Joyce Sims,
Kevin Saunderson,
E-Dancer,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lower 48,
Hardrive,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.