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 Somalia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Beasts of Bourbon to the grunge 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 Camouflage. All the underground hits.
All Thompson Twins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator 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?
Be Bop Deluxe,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dual Sessions,
Robert Görl,
The Saints,
Fear,
Minutemen,
Susan Cadogan,
FM Einheit,
Absolute Body Control,
Crispian St. Peters,
Crime,
Chris & Cosey,
Das Ding,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Simply Red,
Piero Umiliani,
Radio Birdman,
Darondo,
John Foxx,
Scan 7,
the Soft Cell,
Todd Rundgren,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marvin Gaye,
Section 25,
Infiniti,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Mo-Dettes,
Banda Bassotti,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Sonics,
Pagans,
Terrestrial Tones,
Isaac Hayes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Delon & Dalcan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Albert Ayler,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Excepter,
Lungfish,
Moss Icon,
Masters at Work,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Sonics,
The Gap Band,
The Modern Lovers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Chris Corsano,
Nico,
John Lydon,
Cal Tjader,
June of 44,
Inner City,
Outsiders,
Fatback Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.