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 Sweden and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lightning Bolt to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Crooked Eye. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crooked Eye,
Black Sheep,
Saccharine Trust,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sex Pistols,
The Blues Magoos,
10cc,
Piero Umiliani,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Erasure,
Anthony Braxton,
Darondo,
Joy Division,
John Lydon,
Eve St. Jones,
Trumans Water,
Pantytec,
cv313,
Donny Hathaway,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Easy Going,
Hashim,
DJ Sneak,
Unrelated Segments,
Godley & Creme,
The Dead C,
Iggy Pop,
Supertramp,
The Remains,
Silicon Teens,
Tropical Tobacco,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Quantec,
Sonny Sharrock,
Circle Jerks,
Nirvana,
ABBA,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Arthur Verocai,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
John Foxx,
Blake Baxter,
Stiv Bators,
B.T. Express,
Jandek,
Lower 48,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Durutti Column,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Fluxion,
Yaz,
Liliput,
Gabor Szabo,
Glambeats Corp.,
Crash Course in Science,
Sugar Minott,
Agitation Free,
Throbbing Gristle,
Brass Construction,
Thee Headcoats,
The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers.
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.