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 Ivory Coast and from Bremen.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Winnipeg.
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 oboe 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 Zero Boys to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All The Doobie Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
The Gap Band,
Cymande,
the Human League,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Angels of Light,
Black Bananas,
Iggy Pop,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Section 25,
Ludus,
Joy Division,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Inner City,
Gichy Dan,
Infiniti,
The Slackers,
The Gladiators,
Scrapy,
Roxy Music,
Von Mondo,
Faraquet,
Tubeway Army,
Popol Vuh,
Eurythmics,
Danielle Patucci,
Sex Pistols,
Lungfish,
Soul II Soul,
New Order,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jeff Mills,
This Heat,
Slave,
Sugar Minott,
UT,
Blossom Toes,
Average White Band,
Kayak,
Steve Hackett,
Pantaleimon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Goldenarms,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
John Lydon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
John Foxx,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
It's A Beautiful Day,
PIL,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Barracudas,
DNA,
Gang Starr,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
In Retrospect,
Hashim,
Maleditus Sound,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.