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 St Kitts & Nevis and from London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Cluster to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Star Department. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub 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 linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
The Raincoats,
Arcadia,
The Saints,
Easy Going,
X-102,
Television Personalities,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Deadbeat,
Maleditus Sound,
Lebanon Hanover,
Loose Ends,
Ken Boothe,
Anthony Braxton,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Mojo Men,
Mars,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Crispy Ambulance,
Spoonie Gee,
The Electric Prunes,
Nik Kershaw,
Sun City Girls,
Camberwell Now,
Deepchord,
Warren Ellis,
Black Pus,
Section 25,
Rekid,
Black Moon,
MDC,
Rites of Spring,
Altered Images,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Amon Düül II,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Eve St. Jones,
Pylon,
Joey Negro,
Brand Nubian,
Soft Cell,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wasted Youth,
Peter and Kerry,
Fort Wilson Riot,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Boredoms,
Barry Ungar,
The Litter,
PIL,
Isaac Hayes,
Grey Daturas,
Chris Corsano,
Neu!,
Mo-Dettes,
Reagan Youth,
Clear Light,
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.