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 Cyprus and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
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 The Slits to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Cure. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Bananas,
June Days,
Laurel Aitken,
The Black Dice,
The Techniques,
Depeche Mode,
Bush Tetras,
The Motions,
Scott Walker,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Glenn Branca,
Lakeside,
The Electric Prunes,
The Dave Clark Five,
Chrome,
Goldenarms,
AZ,
The Monochrome Set,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Con Funk Shun,
Fad Gadget,
Mantronix,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Angels of Light,
Sugar Minott,
Black Pus,
Electric Prunes,
Jacques Brel,
The Modern Lovers,
Donny Hathaway,
Josef K,
Country Teasers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Stooges,
Qualms,
The Slackers,
Reuben Wilson,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Marine Girls,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bob Dylan,
Livin' Joy,
Yaz,
Aural Exciters,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pylon,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Gun Club,
Little Man,
Peter and Kerry,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Johnny Osbourne,
Byron Stingily,
Boogie Down Productions,
Beasts of Bourbon,
T. Rex,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.