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 Tanzania and from Lille.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Siglo XX to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
The Mummies,
The Motions,
Ultra Naté,
Altered Images,
Howard Jones,
Robert Wyatt,
the Normal,
Judy Mowatt,
FM Einheit,
Crash Course in Science,
Cybotron,
Bob Dylan,
Nirvana,
Pole,
Visage,
The Victims,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
the Sonics,
Heaven 17,
Idris Muhammad,
Amon Düül II,
Loose Ends,
Fad Gadget,
Desert Stars,
Los Fastidios,
Black Bananas,
The Invisible,
X-Ray Spex,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Unwound,
Brand Nubian,
Thee Headcoats,
Andrew Hill,
Liliput,
Donny Hathaway,
Michelle Simonal,
Bronski Beat,
cv313,
Make Up,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Oblivians,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Public Enemy,
The Smoke,
Alison Limerick,
Arthur Verocai,
Donald Byrd,
Rhythm & Sound,
Drexciya,
Brass Construction,
Accadde A,
The Walker Brothers,
The Doobie Brothers,
Todd Terry,
Faust,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Remains,
Agitation Free,
World's Most,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.