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 Denmark and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gladiators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Joensuu 1685,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Bobby Sherman,
Underground Resistance,
Jacob Miller,
Letta Mbulu,
Piero Umiliani,
Guru Guru,
The Gap Band,
Max Romeo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jerry's Kids,
Thompson Twins,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Suburban Knight,
Gang Gang Dance,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
James Chance & The Contortions,
CMW,
Kaleidoscope,
Mandrill,
Drexciya,
Nico,
Easy Going,
Hasil Adkins,
Alice Coltrane,
Liliput,
Cybotron,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Deadbeat,
Slick Rick,
the Slits,
Mantronix,
The Slackers,
The Golliwogs,
Derrick May,
Mission of Burma,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Fat Boys,
The United States of America,
Jimmy McGriff,
Soft Cell,
Aural Exciters,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Crime,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kerrie Biddell,
Joy Division,
Glambeats Corp.,
Alison Limerick,
Tom Boy,
Animal Collective,
the Bar-Kays,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gang Green,
Au Pairs,
Man Parrish,
Second Layer,
Oblivians,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.