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 Syria and from Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Eric Dolphy to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Music Machine,
Graham Central Station,
Rekid,
Kerri Chandler,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gregory Isaacs,
Adolescents,
Kevin Saunderson,
John Cale,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Avey Tare,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Techniques,
X-Ray Spex,
Scan 7,
Glambeats Corp.,
Reuben Wilson,
Visage,
The Gladiators,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Leonard Cohen,
Marshall Jefferson,
Aural Exciters,
Alison Limerick,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Stetsasonic,
Marc Almond,
Roxette,
Rod Modell,
Bizarre Inc.,
KRS-One,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Index,
The Misunderstood,
These Immortal Souls,
Iggy Pop,
The Durutti Column,
Maleditus Sound,
Fat Boys,
Henry Cow,
Deadbeat,
Sun City Girls,
Bauhaus,
Peter & Gordon,
Saccharine Trust,
Sexual Harrassment,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bob Dylan,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Boredoms,
David McCallum,
R.M.O.,
Trumans Water,
Guru Guru,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nico,
Lou Christie,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Wolf Eyes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.