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 Korea North and from Johannesburg.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 theremin 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 Little Man to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shuggie Otis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Raincoats,
John Foxx,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rosa Yemen,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Connie Case,
Laurel Aitken,
Wally Richardson,
EPMD,
Graham Central Station,
Todd Terry,
The Monochrome Set,
Sun Ra,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Music Machine,
The Moleskins,
Donny Hathaway,
Inner City,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tom Boy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Henry Cow,
Average White Band,
These Immortal Souls,
The Trojans,
Peter & Gordon,
Yusef Lateef,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
JFA,
The United States of America,
The Dead C,
Slave,
Model 500,
Ten City,
The Index,
Pere Ubu,
Theoretical Girls,
Maurizio,
Main Source,
Half Japanese,
Thompson Twins,
Loose Ends,
The Pretty Things,
The Gladiators,
Television,
Joe Finger,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moby Grape,
Pagans,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roger Hodgson,
Buzzcocks,
Blossom Toes,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sixth Finger,
Suburban Knight,
Q and Not U,
Skriet,
Morten Harket,
Gong,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.