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 Copenhagen.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Lonnie Liston Smith to the funk 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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
John Holt,
Inner City,
Joensuu 1685,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Swans,
John Foxx,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Duran Duran,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Dead Boys,
X-101,
Matthew Bourne,
Joyce Sims,
U.S. Maple,
Crash Course in Science,
Amon Düül,
Q and Not U,
Public Enemy,
Make Up,
The Birthday Party,
This Heat,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rakim,
Brothers Johnson,
Pere Ubu,
Deadbeat,
Half Japanese,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sun City Girls,
The Buckinghams,
the Bar-Kays,
Harmonia,
Camouflage,
Bang On A Can,
The Flesh Eaters,
Radiohead,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Barrington Levy,
Robert Wyatt,
Ohio Players,
Accadde A,
Alice Coltrane,
The American Breed,
E-Dancer,
Connie Case,
The Slackers,
Mad Mike,
Wolf Eyes,
F. McDonald,
Von Mondo,
Black Bananas,
Ronnie Foster,
DJ Sneak,
Hoover,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ornette Coleman,
Cybotron,
Dave Gahan,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.