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 Israel and from Salvador.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 harpsichord 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 Rites of Spring to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Leonard Cohen,
Roger Hodgson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Mo-Dettes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Tropical Tobacco,
Marine Girls,
Quadrant,
Eric Copeland,
Lalann,
Altered Images,
David McCallum,
Tom Boy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Reagan Youth,
The Buckinghams,
Joe Finger,
Danielle Patucci,
Radio Birdman,
The Golliwogs,
June of 44,
Lakeside,
Amon Düül,
Scott Walker,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Terry Callier,
Yazoo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Fad Gadget,
Hoover,
Niagra,
The Fall,
Alphaville,
Dual Sessions,
MC5,
Black Sheep,
John Foxx,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joy Division,
Country Teasers,
Wally Richardson,
Bauhaus,
U.S. Maple,
Gregory Isaacs,
Erasure,
Electric Prunes,
Gong,
Reuben Wilson,
Parry Music,
Talk Talk,
The Sonics,
Simply Red,
The Wake,
Glenn Branca,
Urselle,
Pussy Galore,
Grey Daturas,
Dorothy Ashby,
Q and Not U,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.