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 Maldives and from Woodstock.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 chamberlin 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 MDC to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Nik Kershaw. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sandy B record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
Absolute Body Control,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Dead C,
The United States of America,
Joyce Sims,
The Stooges,
Camberwell Now,
Accadde A,
Arthur Verocai,
Arcadia,
The Residents,
B.T. Express,
Ten City,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
F. McDonald,
Man Eating Sloth,
FM Einheit,
Young Marble Giants,
The Victims,
Grey Daturas,
Mission of Burma,
Negative Approach,
Lee Hazlewood,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Piero Umiliani,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Heaven 17,
Angry Samoans,
John Cale,
Basic Channel,
Country Teasers,
Desert Stars,
Sugar Minott,
Reuben Wilson,
Dennis Brown,
Shuggie Otis,
Y Pants,
Kurtis Blow,
Panda Bear,
Kayak,
Lower 48,
The Motions,
Freddie Wadling,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fela Kuti,
Pylon,
Von Mondo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Scott Walker,
In Retrospect,
the Sonics,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Flipper,
The Fugs,
Brick,
Black Moon,
Jeff Mills,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Toni Rubio,
DJ Sneak,
The Happenings,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.