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 Yemen and from Johannesburg.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Mark Hollis to the disco 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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Black Flag,
Rapeman,
Deadbeat,
Public Enemy,
The Cure,
Eli Mardock,
Don Cherry,
Minnie Riperton,
Nico,
The Seeds,
Chris Corsano,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Isaac Hayes,
Moebius,
Dawn Penn,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Goldenarms,
Ken Boothe,
Roy Ayers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Curtis Mayfield,
D'Angelo,
David Bowie,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Make Up,
Black Pus,
Kas Product,
Altered Images,
Slick Rick,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sonny Sharrock,
Aural Exciters,
Yusef Lateef,
Das Ding,
Fela Kuti,
Babytalk,
Frankie Knuckles,
Derrick Morgan,
Lou Christie,
Ludus,
The Offenders,
Boz Scaggs,
The Techniques,
Iggy Pop,
Hoover,
Animal Collective,
X-Ray Spex,
Sonic Youth,
Ten City,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kevin Saunderson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
10cc,
Symarip,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Young Rascals,
The United States of America,
ABBA,
Ultra Naté,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Arab on Radar,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.