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 Lebanon and from Delhi.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 guitar 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 Al Stewart to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Y Pants 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?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Funkadelic,
Moby Grape,
Iggy Pop,
Can,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Grey Daturas,
Anakelly,
The Black Dice,
The Kinks,
8 Eyed Spy,
New Order,
Sällskapet,
Yaz,
Big Daddy Kane,
the Slits,
Jeru the Damaja,
Glambeats Corp.,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
E-Dancer,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ronan,
Aaron Thompson,
Sam Rivers,
Masters at Work,
Eli Mardock,
Ohio Players,
Ronnie Foster,
Cluster,
Royal Trux,
B.T. Express,
Basic Channel,
Judy Mowatt,
Eric Copeland,
One Last Wish,
Donald Byrd,
Ten City,
The Slits,
Derrick Morgan,
Marine Girls,
DJ Style,
MDC,
Suicide,
The Mojo Men,
Junior Murvin,
Hasil Adkins,
The Tremeloes,
Surgeon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
New Age Steppers,
The Red Krayola,
Eddi Front,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Velvet Underground,
Slave,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Fire Engines,
The Five Americans,
Duran Duran,
Model 500,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.