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 Lithuania and from Lagos.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Seoul.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Nils Olav to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Shuggie Otis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harry Pussy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Bowie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Chris Corsano,
Slave,
Amazonics,
Excepter,
The Dead C,
The Velvet Underground,
Dark Day,
Roger Hodgson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Thee Headcoats,
Man Parrish,
Joe Finger,
CMW,
Radiopuhelimet,
Todd Terry,
Alphaville,
Loose Ends,
Gil Scott Heron,
Con Funk Shun,
Jeff Lynne,
Prince Buster,
Hardrive,
Crooked Eye,
World's Most,
T.S.O.L.,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Surgeon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Detroit Cobras,
Vladislav Delay,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Flipper,
Dual Sessions,
The Tremeloes,
D'Angelo,
Lucky Dragons,
Nirvana,
Cluster,
The Cowsills,
Japan,
Simply Red,
John Foxx,
Andrew Hill,
Lower 48,
the Swans,
Mark Hollis,
Q65,
Erasure,
Tim Buckley,
The Blackbyrds,
Ossler,
MC5,
E-Dancer,
Jawbox,
The Index,
The Slackers,
Bad Manners,
Circle Jerks,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scott Walker,
Gregory Isaacs,
Darondo,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.