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 Moldova and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 güiro 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 Sexual Harrassment to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monks,
Model 500,
Thompson Twins,
New Age Steppers,
Crispian St. Peters,
Faust,
Ice-T,
Visage,
Roxy Music,
OOIOO,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sister Nancy,
Lightning Bolt,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Hashim,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Severed Heads,
These Immortal Souls,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Can,
Silicon Teens,
Pylon,
Matthew Bourne,
Nik Kershaw,
Kas Product,
June of 44,
The Gun Club,
the Slits,
Man Eating Sloth,
CMW,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
David Axelrod,
Kool Moe Dee,
FM Einheit,
Junior Murvin,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rufus Thomas,
Brass Construction,
Procol Harum,
Dennis Brown,
Absolute Body Control,
Neil Young,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Music Machine,
Ultra Naté,
The Tremeloes,
Dorothy Ashby,
Essential Logic,
Suicide,
Spoonie Gee,
Gabor Szabo,
Mars,
Wire,
The Moleskins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Index,
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.