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 Saudi Arabia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Neu! to the punk 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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Make Up,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Con Funk Shun,
Matthew Halsall,
Joe Smooth,
Simply Red,
Big Daddy Kane,
Easy Going,
Boogie Down Productions,
Oneida,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Curtis Mayfield,
Isaac Hayes,
Sun Ra,
Colin Newman,
Robert Görl,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kerri Chandler,
Flamin' Groovies,
Black Flag,
Supertramp,
Babytalk,
Khruangbin,
U.S. Maple,
Talk Talk,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rotary Connection,
Lower 48,
The Beau Brummels,
Connie Case,
Depeche Mode,
The Motions,
The Tremeloes,
Kayak,
Harpers Bizarre,
Black Sheep,
The Leaves,
Pantytec,
Piero Umiliani,
The Standells,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Cluster,
Schoolly D,
Model 500,
Sällskapet,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Young Rascals,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Janne Schatter,
Al Stewart,
Neu!,
Alison Limerick,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Niagra,
Moss Icon,
Bill Near,
John Foxx,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Gun Club,
Echospace,
Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore.
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.