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 Indonesia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Grandmaster Flash to the jazz 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 The Fugs. All the underground hits.
All Angry Samoans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Beau Brummels,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bluetip,
the Association,
Lucky Dragons,
Pylon,
The Knickerbockers,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Gories,
Shoche,
the Human League,
The Zeros,
Fad Gadget,
EPMD,
Jandek,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Angels of Light,
The Velvet Underground,
Lee Hazlewood,
Susan Cadogan,
Lindisfarne,
Kerri Chandler,
Mantronix,
U.S. Maple,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jeru the Damaja,
the Swans,
Andrew Hill,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rosa Yemen,
Gichy Dan,
Tropical Tobacco,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Real Kids,
Glenn Branca,
Ultravox,
The New Christs,
Hoover,
Wire,
Althea and Donna,
Black Sheep,
Talk Talk,
The Skatalites,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Eve St. Jones,
Monolake,
Minny Pops,
James White and The Blacks,
the Germs,
Moby Grape,
Index,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Kinks,
Radio Birdman,
New Age Steppers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Cure,
Darondo,
Todd Rundgren,
Crispy Ambulance,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.