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 Namibia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manchester.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 J.B.'s to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Charles Mingus. All the underground hits.
All Marc Almond tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Circle Jerks,
The Kinks,
Derrick Morgan,
Derrick May,
Ludus,
Reuben Wilson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
La Düsseldorf,
Boredoms,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Erasure,
Colin Newman,
Icehouse,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sister Nancy,
Little Man,
Man Parrish,
The Busters,
The Human League,
The Techniques,
Warren Ellis,
This Heat,
Joyce Sims,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mad Mike,
8 Eyed Spy,
the Germs,
Rod Modell,
The Count Five,
Peter & Gordon,
Charles Mingus,
The Stooges,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eli Mardock,
Sixth Finger,
Kurtis Blow,
Jawbox,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Electric Prunes,
Zero Boys,
These Immortal Souls,
The Red Krayola,
Rhythm & Sound,
Smog,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bauhaus,
Jacob Miller,
Ituana,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Alice Coltrane,
John Lydon,
Byron Stingily,
Bad Manners,
Frankie Knuckles,
Johnny Osbourne,
Arcadia,
Flash Fearless,
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.