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 Nauru and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 Mexico City and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Ludus to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
8 Eyed Spy,
DJ Sneak,
Sparks,
The Invisible,
Excepter,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Organ,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Eurythmics,
Talk Talk,
The Black Dice,
10cc,
Radiohead,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Brick,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Youth Brigade,
Bobby Womack,
Sexual Harrassment,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jeff Mills,
Scientists,
FM Einheit,
Camouflage,
the Swans,
Nas,
Flash Fearless,
New Age Steppers,
Moby Grape,
Erasure,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Sonics,
Boredoms,
Zero Boys,
Wings,
Quadrant,
Gastr Del Sol,
Hardrive,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Whodini,
Vainqueur,
Black Sheep,
Outsiders,
The Smoke,
Quantec,
The New Christs,
Lou Christie,
Crooked Eye,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Nils Olav,
Bad Manners,
Metal Thangz,
Howard Jones,
Mandrill,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ohio Players,
Michelle Simonal,
Crispy Ambulance,
Harry Pussy,
The Young Rascals,
Yazoo,
Colin Newman,
John Cale,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.