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 Brunei and from Mexico City.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Matthew Bourne to the funk 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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All The Detroit Cobras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Association record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
Amon Düül II,
The Walker Brothers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sonny Sharrock,
Juan Atkins,
Babytalk,
Kayak,
8 Eyed Spy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Knickerbockers,
Suburban Knight,
Laurel Aitken,
Los Fastidios,
Monks,
Silicon Teens,
The Litter,
The Electric Prunes,
Roxette,
Ten City,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Godley & Creme,
The Skatalites,
The Associates,
Barbara Tucker,
Stiv Bators,
Harry Pussy,
Nils Olav,
Joensuu 1685,
Black Sheep,
Amazonics,
Drive Like Jehu,
Whodini,
Patti Smith,
Tropical Tobacco,
Animal Collective,
Marmalade,
The Tremeloes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Smoke,
FM Einheit,
Rod Modell,
Motorama,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Young Marble Giants,
EPMD,
Kaleidoscope,
Alison Limerick,
Pole,
Alphaville,
Ponytail,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Warsaw,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Franke,
The Durutti Column,
David Axelrod,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.