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 Dominica and from Stockholm.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Panda Bear to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne 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?
Camouflage,
The Moody Blues,
The Smiths,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gastr Del Sol,
Davy DMX,
The Tremeloes,
Lalo Schifrin,
Panda Bear,
Quadrant,
Mars,
Hoover,
Michelle Simonal,
Peter and Kerry,
Eve St. Jones,
FM Einheit,
Idris Muhammad,
Matthew Bourne,
Easy Going,
Marmalade,
The Gladiators,
Morten Harket,
Pole,
Ronnie Foster,
The Durutti Column,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Heaven 17,
Connie Case,
E-Dancer,
Eurythmics,
The Busters,
Soul Sonic Force,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Matthew Halsall,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Josef K,
Niagra,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Mummies,
Essential Logic,
kango's stein massive,
B.T. Express,
Boogie Down Productions,
Cheater Slicks,
Model 500,
Jerry's Kids,
Bizarre Inc.,
Fad Gadget,
Nico,
Jeru the Damaja,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eric Copeland,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pere Ubu,
The Real Kids,
Marshall Jefferson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fat Boys,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
Buzzcocks,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.