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 Cairo.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the rhodes 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 ABC to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sound. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Panda Bear,
Anakelly,
Talk Talk,
48th St. Collective,
The Skatalites,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bizarre Inc.,
Dead Boys,
The Count Five,
The Techniques,
Jeru the Damaja,
Mary Jane Girls,
Boredoms,
Robert Wyatt,
Electric Light Orchestra,
the Slits,
K-Klass,
Aaron Thompson,
L. Decosne,
Godley & Creme,
E-Dancer,
Ossler,
Suburban Knight,
Alphaville,
Big Daddy Kane,
Suicide,
Ken Boothe,
kango's stein massive,
Lyres,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Wake,
Nas,
Intrusion,
Heaven 17,
The Cure,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kayak,
The Gap Band,
The Blackbyrds,
T.S.O.L.,
Ponytail,
Das Ding,
The Happenings,
CMW,
Soft Machine,
Oblivians,
Colin Newman,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Surgeon,
The Smiths,
Rapeman,
Pulsallama,
The Buckinghams,
Boz Scaggs,
Jeff Lynne,
Crime,
Schoolly D,
Yellowson,
The Electric Prunes,
Idris Muhammad,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.