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 Lesotho 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Spokane.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All The J.B.'s tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
Popol Vuh,
Hot Snakes,
Wolf Eyes,
Scrapy,
Interpol,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gastr Del Sol,
China Crisis,
The Barracudas,
Tim Buckley,
Stockholm Monsters,
Al Stewart,
Yazoo,
The Kinks,
Grauzone,
Carl Craig,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gil Scott Heron,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eddi Front,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Brick,
Warsaw,
H. Thieme,
Essential Logic,
Patti Smith,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Count Five,
Main Source,
The Slackers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dual Sessions,
Throbbing Gristle,
JFA,
Kerrie Biddell,
Crispian St. Peters,
Quadrant,
Adolescents,
Supertramp,
Black Sheep,
the Swans,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Crash Course in Science,
Tomorrow,
Negative Approach,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lungfish,
Crooked Eye,
Suburban Knight,
UT,
The Mummies,
Lakeside,
X-Ray Spex,
Make Up,
Half Japanese,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.