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 Luxembourg and from Bremen.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pole to the disco 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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Los Fastidios,
Minny Pops,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Althea and Donna,
Connie Case,
Crispian St. Peters,
Can,
Livin' Joy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Al Stewart,
Drive Like Jehu,
Soft Cell,
Agent Orange,
The Toasters,
Niagra,
cv313,
Young Marble Giants,
Moss Icon,
PIL,
Deakin,
Marvin Gaye,
Bobby Sherman,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Agitation Free,
Neil Young,
Godley & Creme,
Blake Baxter,
Crime,
Lou Reed,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Cal Tjader,
JFA,
Television Personalities,
Nas,
The Walker Brothers,
Von Mondo,
Eve St. Jones,
Joey Negro,
The Five Americans,
The Selecter,
Tommy Roe,
The Pretty Things,
Vladislav Delay,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Chris & Cosey,
Delta 5,
The Moody Blues,
Panda Bear,
D'Angelo,
Juan Atkins,
UT,
Wasted Youth,
Slave,
Lightning Bolt,
Main Source,
Danielle Patucci,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.