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 Oman and from Lagos.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 linndrum 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 Nils Olav to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Kerri Chandler,
June of 44,
The Kinks,
The Velvet Underground,
Bob Dylan,
Clear Light,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Parry Music,
Monolake,
Desert Stars,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Andrew Hill,
Rekid,
Unrelated Segments,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Young Marble Giants,
The Litter,
World's Most,
Matthew Bourne,
Ronnie Foster,
Black Flag,
The Tremeloes,
Lou Reed,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lucky Dragons,
OOIOO,
The Sound,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Piero Umiliani,
Tim Buckley,
Slave,
Bad Manners,
Hashim,
Iggy Pop,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Derrick Morgan,
Surgeon,
10cc,
The Grass Roots,
Gong,
Youth Brigade,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ituana,
Lalann,
Sexual Harrassment,
Inner City,
Stereo Dub,
Amon Düül,
Heaven 17,
Japan,
Mission of Burma,
Television Personalities,
Shoche,
D'Angelo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Adolescents,
Au Pairs,
DNA,
Nik Kershaw,
Mary Jane Girls,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Soul II Soul,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.