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 Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Organ to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Gong,
The Walker Brothers,
Underground Resistance,
Warsaw,
Fluxion,
The Electric Prunes,
Eden Ahbez,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ten City,
Malaria!,
Davy DMX,
Howard Jones,
Soft Cell,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Young Rascals,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Avey Tare,
Tubeway Army,
Steve Hackett,
Loose Ends,
Das Ding,
Circle Jerks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Victims,
Pulsallama,
B.T. Express,
The Raincoats,
Lalo Schifrin,
Eli Mardock,
Lower 48,
Lightning Bolt,
Newcleus,
Magazine,
Soulsonic Force,
The Red Krayola,
Cal Tjader,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Marine Girls,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Easy Going,
Ronan,
Maleditus Sound,
Skaos,
Kaleidoscope,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Liliput,
Faraquet,
Slick Rick,
Unrelated Segments,
Josef K,
The Move,
Quando Quango,
Ossler,
JFA,
The Golliwogs,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.