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 El Salvador and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 linndrum 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 Monolake to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lucky Dragons,
Alison Limerick,
Agent Orange,
The Fugs,
Davy DMX,
10cc,
Dennis Brown,
Hot Snakes,
Anakelly,
Theoretical Girls,
the Germs,
Stiv Bators,
Pylon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Durutti Column,
June of 44,
Nico,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lalo Schifrin,
Judy Mowatt,
Kool Moe Dee,
the Bar-Kays,
China Crisis,
Chris Corsano,
James White and The Blacks,
Tom Boy,
Delta 5,
Dual Sessions,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Sound,
Faraquet,
Eden Ahbez,
Kayak,
Junior Murvin,
Rod Modell,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Tropical Tobacco,
Altered Images,
Rakim,
Severed Heads,
Barry Ungar,
The Electric Prunes,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gabor Szabo,
The Selecter,
Anthony Braxton,
Tomorrow,
the Slits,
Terry Callier,
Urselle,
Yaz,
The Seeds,
Bootsy Collins,
Marvin Gaye,
Peter & Gordon,
Nation of Ulysses,
Surgeon,
Mars,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.