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 Burundi and from Manchester.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bremen.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Pere Ubu,
Bad Manners,
Zero Boys,
Brass Construction,
Stereo Dub,
Ten City,
Nas,
Kenny Larkin,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Crispy Ambulance,
Max Romeo,
Agent Orange,
Khruangbin,
Marine Girls,
Funky Four + One,
Scratch Acid,
Laurel Aitken,
Pylon,
Sixth Finger,
Neil Young,
Erasure,
Model 500,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
OOIOO,
Janne Schatter,
MC5,
Con Funk Shun,
Shuggie Otis,
Underground Resistance,
Interpol,
the Human League,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Duran Duran,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Girls At Our Best!,
Blake Baxter,
The Raincoats,
Rhythm & Sound,
Delta 5,
Smog,
Sun Ra,
The Remains,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Colin Newman,
Dead Boys,
Darondo,
Rotary Connection,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Angry Samoans,
Lyres,
Rod Modell,
The J.B.'s,
Guru Guru,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Siglo XX,
Soft Cell,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.