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 Mali and from Bologna.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Spokane.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the crunk 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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
Rotary Connection,
Rhythm & Sound,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sun Ra,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
DJ Style,
Sun City Girls,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Smog,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Cybotron,
Scan 7,
Japan,
Cameo,
Technova,
Joe Smooth,
Intrusion,
The Fall,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Juan Atkins,
Rosa Yemen,
Kerri Chandler,
The Leaves,
The Music Machine,
Fatback Band,
The Doobie Brothers,
Babytalk,
Vainqueur,
Desert Stars,
Rapeman,
Absolute Body Control,
Groovy Waters,
Sugar Minott,
Graham Central Station,
Lindisfarne,
The Sonics,
The Residents,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Reuben Wilson,
Von Mondo,
cv313,
The Flesh Eaters,
Harmonia,
Buzzcocks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
John Lydon,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Stooges,
Hashim,
Bobby Sherman,
MC5,
Agent Orange,
The Skatalites,
Jandek,
Clear Light,
Quando Quango,
the Fania All-Stars,
Tommy Roe,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.