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 Czech Republic and from Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Delon & Dalcan to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Glambeats Corp.. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain 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 rap 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 güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Y Pants,
Bobby Byrd,
Funky Four + One,
The Dead C,
Henry Cow,
X-Ray Spex,
Nas,
Harmonia,
Chris & Cosey,
Harry Pussy,
Hot Snakes,
Spoonie Gee,
Danielle Patucci,
Motorama,
Sixth Finger,
Charles Mingus,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Heaven 17,
Sarah Menescal,
Leonard Cohen,
Qualms,
Alton Ellis,
The American Breed,
The Busters,
Eden Ahbez,
Godley & Creme,
Albert Ayler,
The Fuzztones,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Malaria!,
Swell Maps,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Unrelated Segments,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Foxx,
Kerri Chandler,
E-Dancer,
The Gap Band,
Mark Hollis,
The Pretty Things,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Inner City,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Fania All-Stars,
Alice Coltrane,
R.M.O.,
CMW,
Young Marble Giants,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lou Christie,
Scratch Acid,
Letta Mbulu,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Michelle Simonal,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Clear Light,
the Germs,
Symarip,
Pierre Henry,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bootsy Collins,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.