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 Morocco and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Edmonton.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain to the techno 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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spoonie Gee 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sound,
June of 44,
Howard Jones,
Rufus Thomas,
D'Angelo,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Fall,
Rotary Connection,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Los Fastidios,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Unwound,
Sugar Minott,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jandek,
The Fuzztones,
Yazoo,
Freddie Wadling,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
48th St. Collective,
David Axelrod,
a-ha,
Technova,
T. Rex,
Ten City,
Agitation Free,
H. Thieme,
The Golliwogs,
Scientists,
Arab on Radar,
Desert Stars,
The Pretty Things,
The Walker Brothers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Morten Harket,
Isaac Hayes,
Deakin,
Prince Buster,
Slave,
Joe Smooth,
The Smiths,
Rhythm & Sound,
Easy Going,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Toni Rubio,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Seeds,
Josef K,
The Mojo Men,
Oblivians,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bang On A Can,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Soft Cell,
Talk Talk,
Darondo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Raincoats,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.