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 Canada and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 Smog to the grunge 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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Stooges,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Robert Wyatt,
Eli Mardock,
Donald Byrd,
Frankie Knuckles,
Malaria!,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pole,
Gang Green,
A Certain Ratio,
Echospace,
Theoretical Girls,
Arthur Verocai,
The Neon Judgement,
The Gap Band,
Erasure,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lucky Dragons,
Toni Rubio,
Marc Almond,
Derrick Morgan,
Suburban Knight,
June of 44,
Schoolly D,
Grey Daturas,
Audionom,
The American Breed,
Connie Case,
Juan Atkins,
The Leaves,
Graham Central Station,
Gang of Four,
Con Funk Shun,
David Axelrod,
The Techniques,
MC5,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ohio Players,
Minutemen,
Idris Muhammad,
E-Dancer,
The Birthday Party,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Oneida,
The Cure,
Colin Newman,
The Dave Clark Five,
Cameo,
AZ,
Sun City Girls,
Cybotron,
Groovy Waters,
Thompson Twins,
Goldenarms,
The Grass Roots,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Arcadia,
DJ Sneak,
The Angels of Light,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.