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 Liberia and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Massinfluence to the rock 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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Evens,
Alphaville,
Television,
OOIOO,
Mo-Dettes,
Janne Schatter,
Ultravox,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gang Gang Dance,
Aswad,
Panda Bear,
Sarah Menescal,
Mary Jane Girls,
Scan 7,
Jeru the Damaja,
Marine Girls,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Prince Buster,
Amon Düül,
The Busters,
Section 25,
The Doors,
Bang On A Can,
The Leaves,
Robert Görl,
Cymande,
Smog,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Inner City,
Curtis Mayfield,
Wolf Eyes,
DJ Sneak,
Circle Jerks,
Funky Four + One,
Avey Tare,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Von Mondo,
Matthew Bourne,
U.S. Maple,
Rites of Spring,
Goldenarms,
Aloha Tigers,
Supertramp,
In Retrospect,
Sonic Youth,
Sun City Girls,
Bad Manners,
Al Stewart,
The Moleskins,
Desert Stars,
Agitation Free,
Audionom,
Q65,
Schoolly D,
X-102,
Barclay James Harvest,
Masters at Work,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.