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 Tuvalu 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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Monks to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Basic Channel,
Rekid,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Neu!,
Alison Limerick,
Drive Like Jehu,
Todd Rundgren,
Dave Gahan,
Blossom Toes,
Maurizio,
the Slits,
Organ,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kas Product,
Minutemen,
X-101,
China Crisis,
Sexual Harrassment,
Avey Tare,
Rotary Connection,
Rosa Yemen,
Connie Case,
Todd Terry,
Nik Kershaw,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Black Moon,
Harpers Bizarre,
Radiohead,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Black Pus,
The New Christs,
Harmonia,
Sparks,
Fluxion,
Scott Walker,
Section 25,
The Count Five,
DJ Sneak,
Judy Mowatt,
Aloha Tigers,
Dual Sessions,
Ronan,
Danielle Patucci,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gang of Four,
Negative Approach,
Pussy Galore,
John Coltrane,
Public Image Ltd.,
Wings,
48th St. Collective,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Symarip,
The Searchers,
Donald Byrd,
David Axelrod,
Traffic Nightmare,
Joe Smooth,
Malaria!,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.