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 Australia and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bologna.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Adolescents to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pussy Galore record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Colin Newman,
Model 500,
Sexual Harrassment,
MC5,
48th St. Collective,
Sixth Finger,
Spandau Ballet,
Vainqueur,
The Searchers,
Excepter,
Khruangbin,
Television,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Marc Almond,
The Trojans,
Funky Four + One,
FM Einheit,
Bang On A Can,
Todd Terry,
Minny Pops,
Wasted Youth,
Grauzone,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
It's A Beautiful Day,
Man Parrish,
Moss Icon,
the Human League,
Dennis Brown,
The Toasters,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sugar Minott,
Average White Band,
Fluxion,
Robert Görl,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Boredoms,
Jeff Lynne,
Bluetip,
Jeff Mills,
Guru Guru,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cameo,
Can,
The Moody Blues,
Jacques Brel,
Los Fastidios,
Al Stewart,
Alison Limerick,
Arab on Radar,
A Certain Ratio,
The Fortunes,
Henry Cow,
Japan,
Cluster,
Sex Pistols,
Sight & Sound,
Hardrive,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
MDC,
Organ,
The Slits,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.