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 Mauritania and from Columbus.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Philadelphia.
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 oboe 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 Curtis Mayfield to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Lucky Dragons,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Prince Buster,
Guru Guru,
Buzzcocks,
Black Flag,
Don Cherry,
The Durutti Column,
Qualms,
Von Mondo,
Thompson Twins,
Urselle,
Mars,
Interpol,
Ronnie Foster,
Average White Band,
Sun Ra,
Al Stewart,
Skarface,
Brand Nubian,
Robert Görl,
Au Pairs,
Ronan,
Danielle Patucci,
Derrick May,
Byron Stingily,
Jesper Dahlback,
Boredoms,
Bill Near,
Brothers Johnson,
Chris Corsano,
Flash Fearless,
The Zeros,
Joe Finger,
Mo-Dettes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
AZ,
FM Einheit,
Sällskapet,
Radiohead,
James White and The Blacks,
China Crisis,
Unrelated Segments,
Pantaleimon,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
the Association,
Deadbeat,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Swans,
Nation of Ulysses,
Swell Maps,
Morten Harket,
Nas,
DNA,
The Victims,
A Certain Ratio,
Yazoo,
Ken Boothe,
The Human League,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.