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 Grenada and from Philadelphia.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Yellowson to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every U.S. Maple record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Sound Behaviour,
Roxy Music,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Subhumans,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Suicide,
Vladislav Delay,
Joensuu 1685,
Trumans Water,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Zeros,
The Techniques,
Peter and Kerry,
The Invisible,
8 Eyed Spy,
Letta Mbulu,
Pet Shop Boys,
Black Moon,
Nils Olav,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nas,
June of 44,
Marvin Gaye,
New Order,
Soulsonic Force,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Blossom Toes,
Sandy B,
The Music Machine,
T. Rex,
The Blackbyrds,
The Stooges,
the Swans,
The Leaves,
Bobby Sherman,
Gregory Isaacs,
Graham Central Station,
Ponytail,
New Age Steppers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Mantronix,
Neu!,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Interpol,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Grass Roots,
Nick Fraelich,
Brick,
Max Romeo,
John Coltrane,
The Monks,
China Crisis,
Quadrant,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Spandau Ballet,
The Black Dice,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Charles Mingus,
Amazonics,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.