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 Ireland and from Edmonton.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the rap 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 The Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Gang of Four tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Make Up,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
MDC,
Lower 48,
Rekid,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jimmy McGriff,
Tears for Fears,
Camouflage,
Delta 5,
The Seeds,
Charles Mingus,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Silicon Teens,
Average White Band,
Mr. Review,
Hoover,
Yusef Lateef,
Dark Day,
Negative Approach,
Bluetip,
Howard Jones,
Althea and Donna,
Jeru the Damaja,
Main Source,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ornette Coleman,
The Smoke,
Outsiders,
the Soft Cell,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Parry Music,
Magma,
Kerrie Biddell,
Erasure,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Arab on Radar,
Eddi Front,
Boredoms,
Bauhaus,
Leonard Cohen,
Khruangbin,
Scientists,
The Fugs,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Flipper,
Grey Daturas,
Scratch Acid,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gerry Rafferty,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
the Bar-Kays,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ultravox,
Agitation Free,
Sex Pistols,
Max Romeo,
Alton Ellis,
The Dave Clark Five,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.