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 Panama and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 AZ to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Index,
Crispy Ambulance,
a-ha,
Intrusion,
Kurtis Blow,
The Gories,
kango's stein massive,
Scan 7,
Bush Tetras,
The Pop Group,
Guru Guru,
Tommy Roe,
Magazine,
Gichy Dan,
Sarah Menescal,
Piero Umiliani,
Bob Dylan,
The Index,
Sandy B,
China Crisis,
Lalo Schifrin,
R.M.O.,
Monks,
Section 25,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eve St. Jones,
Sixth Finger,
Bronski Beat,
Eddi Front,
Electric Prunes,
Half Japanese,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
X-Ray Spex,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
UT,
Fugazi,
Derrick Morgan,
X-102,
Wolf Eyes,
Camberwell Now,
Lyres,
Franke,
T.S.O.L.,
Black Flag,
In Retrospect,
Charles Mingus,
Jacques Brel,
Cal Tjader,
The Monochrome Set,
Todd Rundgren,
Kaleidoscope,
The Wake,
Lou Reed,
Grey Daturas,
Bauhaus,
Mandrill,
Circle Jerks,
Boz Scaggs,
Ken Boothe,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Theoretical Girls,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.