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 Kosovo and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 arpeggiator 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 Delta 5 to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Silicon Teens,
Bang On A Can,
Maurizio,
Sound Behaviour,
Drexciya,
Supertramp,
Black Flag,
Brass Construction,
Scott Walker,
Adolescents,
The Fall,
Fad Gadget,
John Foxx,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
China Crisis,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Crime,
Sun City Girls,
Sex Pistols,
The Names,
Inner City,
Bush Tetras,
Buzzcocks,
Thee Headcoats,
Goldenarms,
The Birthday Party,
Ronnie Foster,
Icehouse,
The Black Dice,
Sight & Sound,
Au Pairs,
X-102,
Barbara Tucker,
Technova,
The Fire Engines,
Simply Red,
Organ,
Warren Ellis,
Camouflage,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lee Hazlewood,
Eric Dolphy,
Jeff Lynne,
Letta Mbulu,
The Searchers,
Das Ding,
The Invisible,
CMW,
Little Man,
Von Mondo,
The Litter,
R.M.O.,
Intrusion,
Neu!,
Circle Jerks,
Althea and Donna,
Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy.
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.