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 Kiribati and from Tokyo.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Howard Jones to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Wake. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T.S.O.L. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Intrusion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Popol Vuh,
Alison Limerick,
Bizarre Inc.,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Boz Scaggs,
Thompson Twins,
Intrusion,
Steve Hackett,
Ice-T,
LL Cool J,
Tom Boy,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Star Department,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
L. Decosne,
The Walker Brothers,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ituana,
Nation of Ulysses,
Goldenarms,
Tres Demented,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Fania All-Stars,
Peter and Kerry,
Cheater Slicks,
The Knickerbockers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Connie Case,
Hot Snakes,
The Count Five,
Johnny Osbourne,
Interpol,
The Sonics,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Television Personalities,
Brothers Johnson,
Mark Hollis,
Rapeman,
The Buckinghams,
X-101,
New York Dolls,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
China Crisis,
Underground Resistance,
Schoolly D,
The Five Americans,
The Mojo Men,
The Young Rascals,
Yazoo,
Youth Brigade,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
World's Most,
Zero Boys,
Massinfluence,
Urselle,
Chris Corsano,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scan 7,
Icehouse,
Masters at Work,
Gong,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.