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 Finland and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 linndrum 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 Ronan to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Eyeless In Gaza,
LL Cool J,
Soulsonic Force,
Vainqueur,
8 Eyed Spy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Erasure,
Visage,
The Golliwogs,
Quadrant,
Amon Düül,
Funkadelic,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Monks,
Tim Buckley,
Joyce Sims,
B.T. Express,
Terrestrial Tones,
ABC,
Rites of Spring,
Faust,
Anthony Braxton,
Aloha Tigers,
Stiv Bators,
Jacques Brel,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fire Engines,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Graham Central Station,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Grass Roots,
Warren Ellis,
Kerri Chandler,
The Skatalites,
Nik Kershaw,
Buzzcocks,
PIL,
X-Ray Spex,
Godley & Creme,
Young Marble Giants,
Easy Going,
The Toasters,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Television,
Franke,
The Invisible,
The Associates,
Donny Hathaway,
Alton Ellis,
Harmonia,
Circle Jerks,
The Dirtbombs,
Jeff Lynne,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Blues Magoos,
Alison Limerick,
Alice Coltrane,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Doors,
Fear,
The Fugs,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.