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 Nigeria and from Houston.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Marcia Griffiths to the grunge 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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Wyatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Massinfluence,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bush Tetras,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Faraquet,
the Bar-Kays,
the Normal,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Music Machine,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Alton Ellis,
Quadrant,
Sound Behaviour,
The Litter,
Jeff Lynne,
Whodini,
Toni Rubio,
Babytalk,
Gabor Szabo,
Radiohead,
Harry Pussy,
Aural Exciters,
The Martian,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bronski Beat,
The Barracudas,
LL Cool J,
Albert Ayler,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lou Reed,
Howard Jones,
Chris & Cosey,
The Human League,
Dave Gahan,
Oneida,
Smog,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
X-101,
Pagans,
Cybotron,
Alison Limerick,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Blossom Toes,
Groovy Waters,
The Fortunes,
Jandek,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ken Boothe,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Terry Callier,
Public Image Ltd.,
Malaria!,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Skatalites,
Judy Mowatt,
Accadde A,
Wolf Eyes,
Letta Mbulu,
The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C.
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.