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 Belgium 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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Spandau Ballet,
Sun Ra,
Audionom,
Roxette,
Make Up,
John Foxx,
Cheater Slicks,
Fela Kuti,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Drexciya,
Bush Tetras,
The Gories,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Los Fastidios,
Godley & Creme,
Laurel Aitken,
Fad Gadget,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Howard Jones,
Johnny Clarke,
Joe Finger,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jawbox,
The Barracudas,
Arcadia,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Leonard Cohen,
Circle Jerks,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Smoke,
Deadbeat,
The Wake,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Cure,
Blake Baxter,
ABC,
Ten City,
Metal Thangz,
Cameo,
Dead Boys,
K-Klass,
Glambeats Corp.,
Crash Course in Science,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Niagra,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Flipper,
New Age Steppers,
The Walker Brothers,
Eric Dolphy,
Angry Samoans,
Pharoah Sanders,
Parry Music,
Fear,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
D'Angelo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Standells,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.