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 Grenada and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Hoover to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Porter Ricks,
Grey Daturas,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Vogues,
Joey Negro,
Sällskapet,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Motions,
Quando Quango,
The Standells,
Model 500,
The Mummies,
Symarip,
Barrington Levy,
Yusef Lateef,
Al Stewart,
Gerry Rafferty,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crash Course in Science,
Scion,
Ossler,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Drive Like Jehu,
Oblivians,
La Düsseldorf,
Echospace,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Velvet Underground,
MDC,
Fear,
The Monochrome Set,
Underground Resistance,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Idris Muhammad,
The Durutti Column,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
K-Klass,
Marvin Gaye,
the Fania All-Stars,
Harmonia,
Bush Tetras,
Urselle,
The Birthday Party,
Shuggie Otis,
Black Sheep,
Brick,
Dennis Brown,
Groovy Waters,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
OOIOO,
The Sound,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Loose Ends,
Grandmaster Flash,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tears for Fears,
CMW,
The Golliwogs,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.