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 Cyprus and from Calgary.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Adolescents to the dance 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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
Bauhaus,
Big Daddy Kane,
Unwound,
Joensuu 1685,
Trumans Water,
Buzzcocks,
Scott Walker,
Sonny Sharrock,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Slave,
Cluster,
cv313,
Public Image Ltd.,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ornette Coleman,
Sexual Harrassment,
Suburban Knight,
The Happenings,
Gang of Four,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jeff Mills,
Scan 7,
Man Eating Sloth,
David Bowie,
Boredoms,
The Beau Brummels,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Newcleus,
Stiv Bators,
Royal Trux,
Black Flag,
CMW,
Neu!,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Trojans,
Sam Rivers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bang On A Can,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Neon Judgement,
kango's stein massive,
Barbara Tucker,
Theoretical Girls,
The Black Dice,
Joyce Sims,
The Seeds,
Bill Near,
Mission of Burma,
Blake Baxter,
Yusef Lateef,
Michelle Simonal,
The Evens,
Ludus,
Fear,
Scrapy,
Lalo Schifrin,
DNA,
Blossom Toes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle.
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.