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 Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 linndrum 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 Joensuu 1685 to the grime 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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kurtis Blow,
Robert Wyatt,
Supertramp,
Susan Cadogan,
EPMD,
Hoover,
The Zeros,
Q and Not U,
Agent Orange,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Cal Tjader,
Joensuu 1685,
Monolake,
Dual Sessions,
The Red Krayola,
Sonny Sharrock,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Funkadelic,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Swans,
Ice-T,
The Evens,
Ponytail,
The Victims,
The Residents,
Matthew Halsall,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rekid,
Anakelly,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Patti Smith,
Yaz,
Jandek,
Malaria!,
Unrelated Segments,
the Sonics,
Black Flag,
June of 44,
Country Teasers,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lucky Dragons,
Marshall Jefferson,
Arcadia,
LL Cool J,
The Monochrome Set,
Isaac Hayes,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dead Boys,
Radio Birdman,
Frankie Knuckles,
Todd Terry,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Smoke,
Fela Kuti,
T.S.O.L.,
Subhumans,
Outsiders,
Sound Behaviour,
Au Pairs,
Visage,
Young Marble Giants,
Robert Hood,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.