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 Rwanda and from Delhi.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Quantec to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rod Modell,
Oblivians,
Zero Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Searchers,
Fluxion,
Minny Pops,
Porter Ricks,
The Young Rascals,
Agitation Free,
Skarface,
June of 44,
Ultimate Spinach,
Graham Central Station,
The Tremeloes,
Ultra Naté,
Arthur Verocai,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
David Axelrod,
Mantronix,
DJ Style,
Brand Nubian,
Intrusion,
Henry Cow,
the Normal,
A Certain Ratio,
Jacques Brel,
Hasil Adkins,
The Five Americans,
Urselle,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Mummies,
Animal Collective,
Cal Tjader,
Girls At Our Best!,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Livin' Joy,
Boredoms,
This Heat,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Joe Smooth,
Scion,
Dual Sessions,
Underground Resistance,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lou Reed,
Hoover,
Crooked Eye,
Sarah Menescal,
Beasts of Bourbon,
the Association,
Deadbeat,
The Dave Clark Five,
Aural Exciters,
Clear Light,
Unrelated Segments,
Harry Pussy,
The Toasters,
Jeff Lynne,
Fela Kuti,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.