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 Micronesia and from Madrid.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Warren Ellis to the disco 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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Red Krayola,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Al Stewart,
Matthew Bourne,
Joe Smooth,
Delon & Dalcan,
Aaron Thompson,
Radiopuhelimet,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Quadrant,
Dennis Brown,
The Invisible,
The Durutti Column,
The Doors,
Nils Olav,
Andrew Hill,
ABBA,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sexual Harrassment,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rekid,
The Last Poets,
Newcleus,
Zapp,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Roxette,
Lightning Bolt,
The Real Kids,
Pere Ubu,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lou Christie,
Leonard Cohen,
Blossom Toes,
Warren Ellis,
Reagan Youth,
Cheater Slicks,
Technova,
The Busters,
Suicide,
Brick,
Shuggie Otis,
H. Thieme,
Ronnie Foster,
Pantytec,
Sex Pistols,
DJ Sneak,
Royal Trux,
Fugazi,
Jerry's Kids,
Radiohead,
Symarip,
The J.B.'s,
Arab on Radar,
Peter & Gordon,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Smoke,
Ice-T,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.