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 Antigua and from Seoul.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manila.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The New Christs to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Dual Sessions,
X-Ray Spex,
Junior Murvin,
Howard Jones,
Whodini,
Lou Christie,
Gang of Four,
The Pop Group,
Archie Shepp,
The Monochrome Set,
The Fire Engines,
The Raincoats,
Black Flag,
Boz Scaggs,
Alphaville,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Joey Negro,
Talk Talk,
AZ,
The Invisible,
Mr. Review,
Lee Hazlewood,
Section 25,
Khruangbin,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Techniques,
One Last Wish,
The Toasters,
Sällskapet,
Severed Heads,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Masters at Work,
These Immortal Souls,
Johnny Clarke,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ossler,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Birthday Party,
Pole,
Pylon,
Max Romeo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
John Cale,
Intrusion,
David Bowie,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Guru Guru,
Jesper Dahlback,
Motorama,
Bauhaus,
Erykah Badu,
Flash Fearless,
Hasil Adkins,
Unrelated Segments,
Michelle Simonal,
Infiniti,
Chris Corsano,
Pierre Henry,
Buzzcocks,
Todd Terry,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.