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 Switzerland and from Johannesburg.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the jazz 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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
Howard Jones,
The Monochrome Set,
The Golliwogs,
Black Moon,
Model 500,
Smog,
Pylon,
Freddie Wadling,
Fugazi,
Stockholm Monsters,
Yusef Lateef,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
MC5,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jacques Brel,
Gang Green,
Basic Channel,
Marmalade,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Pop Group,
Fat Boys,
Gang Starr,
Byron Stingily,
Delon & Dalcan,
John Holt,
Mr. Review,
Ponytail,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rod Modell,
Bob Dylan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Surgeon,
Brothers Johnson,
Au Pairs,
the Human League,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Fania All-Stars,
Mark Hollis,
Adolescents,
Funkadelic,
Marvin Gaye,
Glenn Branca,
The Buckinghams,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Fuzztones,
Flash Fearless,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kenny Larkin,
Rufus Thomas,
Ornette Coleman,
KRS-One,
Lalo Schifrin,
Camberwell Now,
Toni Rubio,
Vladislav Delay,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
FM Einheit,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
David McCallum,
Hot Snakes,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.