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 Ireland and from Edmonton.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ 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 Nas to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Zapp,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Girls At Our Best!,
Faust,
Tropical Tobacco,
DJ Style,
Brothers Johnson,
Tres Demented,
The Young Rascals,
Nirvana,
Fela Kuti,
The Gap Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dual Sessions,
Black Pus,
Underground Resistance,
Judy Mowatt,
Peter and Kerry,
Eden Ahbez,
One Last Wish,
The Victims,
Howard Jones,
Vladislav Delay,
Au Pairs,
Spoonie Gee,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bootsy Collins,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Marine Girls,
Bizarre Inc.,
Skaos,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jerry's Kids,
Jeru the Damaja,
Matthew Bourne,
Ten City,
Motorama,
Icehouse,
Shuggie Otis,
Fat Boys,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Terrestrial Tones,
Electric Prunes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Donald Byrd,
Intrusion,
Joe Finger,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Flash Fearless,
The Fortunes,
Unwound,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Drive Like Jehu,
Country Joe & The Fish,
These Immortal Souls,
The Fire Engines,
Oblivians,
Soft Machine,
Funkadelic,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.