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 Monaco and from Bologna.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Tubeway Army to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deadbeat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Kinks,
Roxy Music,
the Association,
Tubeway Army,
The Monochrome Set,
Swell Maps,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Anthony Braxton,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Public Image Ltd.,
Royal Trux,
Panda Bear,
Interpol,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Throbbing Gristle,
T.S.O.L.,
Carl Craig,
Swans,
The Walker Brothers,
World's Most,
Vainqueur,
Television,
Sun City Girls,
John Cale,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Suburban Knight,
Television Personalities,
H. Thieme,
kango's stein massive,
The Knickerbockers,
Chrome,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Tim Buckley,
The Birthday Party,
The American Breed,
The Standells,
Grey Daturas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
R.M.O.,
Black Moon,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Tommy Roe,
10cc,
The J.B.'s,
Cal Tjader,
Hashim,
Man Parrish,
Harpers Bizarre,
Metal Thangz,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Khruangbin,
Roger Hodgson,
June Days,
Rites of Spring,
The Remains,
Porter Ricks,
Marine Girls,
Joe Finger,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.