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 Egypt and from Toronto.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Dennis Brown to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Red Krayola,
Lee Hazlewood,
Youth Brigade,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Vainqueur,
Gichy Dan,
Moby Grape,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Golliwogs,
Yazoo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Slits,
Johnny Osbourne,
Country Teasers,
8 Eyed Spy,
Unrelated Segments,
Reuben Wilson,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rufus Thomas,
Johnny Clarke,
The Wake,
Connie Case,
Bauhaus,
cv313,
Blossom Toes,
The Walker Brothers,
The Electric Prunes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Minutemen,
Accadde A,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joe Finger,
Porter Ricks,
Sugar Minott,
The Modern Lovers,
Flipper,
James White and The Blacks,
Albert Ayler,
Josef K,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Can,
Tommy Roe,
Boredoms,
Alice Coltrane,
Davy DMX,
Kaleidoscope,
The Moleskins,
Tim Buckley,
Deakin,
Make Up,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Searchers,
Negative Approach,
Eve St. Jones,
Gang Gang Dance,
Girls At Our Best!,
Erasure,
10cc,
The Happenings,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.