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 Botswana and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Niagra to the disco 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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Neon Judgement,
X-101,
Soft Cell,
One Last Wish,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Leonard Cohen,
Desert Stars,
Japan,
E-Dancer,
Fear,
Nik Kershaw,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Make Up,
Bauhaus,
Unwound,
T.S.O.L.,
Scan 7,
Ten City,
Joe Finger,
Deepchord,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kerri Chandler,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kayak,
Infiniti,
Maurizio,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
cv313,
Aloha Tigers,
DJ Style,
Bad Manners,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Dead C,
PIL,
D'Angelo,
Moebius,
Bang On A Can,
Slick Rick,
Qualms,
Marshall Jefferson,
John Holt,
The United States of America,
Wire,
Neu!,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barbara Tucker,
Circle Jerks,
La Düsseldorf,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Nico,
Lyres,
Pantytec,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Boredoms,
June Days,
Sandy B,
Crash Course in Science,
KRS-One,
Kevin Saunderson,
Shoche, Shoche, Shoche, Shoche.
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.