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 Korea South 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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Taipei.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Faust to the techno 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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Boredoms,
The Shadows of Knight,
Soulsonic Force,
Alice Coltrane,
Pole,
Harmonia,
Bill Near,
Amazonics,
Bobby Womack,
Radiohead,
The Doors,
Oneida,
Ornette Coleman,
Gang Starr,
These Immortal Souls,
Minnie Riperton,
Yazoo,
LL Cool J,
The Cure,
Brand Nubian,
Whodini,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
D'Angelo,
Flipper,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pagans,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bauhaus,
London Community Gospel Choir,
John Coltrane,
The Victims,
Young Marble Giants,
U.S. Maple,
The Moody Blues,
The Star Department,
Hasil Adkins,
Lakeside,
Pantytec,
The Buckinghams,
The Invisible,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Maleditus Sound,
Tears for Fears,
MC5,
The Seeds,
Jerry's Kids,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Soul Sonic Force,
T.S.O.L.,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eddi Front,
New York Dolls,
Steve Hackett,
Alison Limerick,
John Foxx,
Neu!,
Mark Hollis,
Barry Ungar,
The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks.
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.