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 Serbia and from Lille.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Copenhagen.
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 guitar 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 The Victims to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Traffic Nightmare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
David McCallum,
Yaz,
Rosa Yemen,
The Names,
The Last Poets,
Joe Finger,
Roxy Music,
The Techniques,
The New Christs,
John Lydon,
Lucky Dragons,
The Doobie Brothers,
James White and The Blacks,
The Remains,
ABC,
Jacob Miller,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lee Hazlewood,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gang of Four,
Don Cherry,
the Normal,
Crispy Ambulance,
Funky Four + One,
Angry Samoans,
Fatback Band,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Japan,
Eric B and Rakim,
Oneida,
Radiohead,
Charles Mingus,
DNA,
The Electric Prunes,
Colin Newman,
Guru Guru,
Eden Ahbez,
Vainqueur,
The Mummies,
Marc Almond,
Skarface,
Jeff Lynne,
Eve St. Jones,
The Divine Comedy,
New Age Steppers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gang Gang Dance,
This Heat,
Clear Light,
Model 500,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Banda Bassotti,
The Pop Group,
Depeche Mode,
Jawbox,
Kevin Saunderson,
kango's stein massive,
Mandrill,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.