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 Uruguay and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Dennis Brown to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bauhaus,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Spandau Ballet,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Qualms,
David McCallum,
Shuggie Otis,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Graham Central Station,
Banda Bassotti,
MC5,
Reuben Wilson,
Idris Muhammad,
Morten Harket,
The Doors,
the Normal,
Yazoo,
Delon & Dalcan,
8 Eyed Spy,
Porter Ricks,
Tom Boy,
Audionom,
PIL,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Yusef Lateef,
Toni Rubio,
T. Rex,
Bluetip,
Ossler,
Scan 7,
The Knickerbockers,
The Barracudas,
John Lydon,
Cymande,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Eden Ahbez,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Nils Olav,
Bobby Sherman,
Quadrant,
The Buckinghams,
Black Moon,
cv313,
Ronan,
The United States of America,
The Fuzztones,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Misunderstood,
David Axelrod,
The Dirtbombs,
Isaac Hayes,
Bill Wells,
Faust,
U.S. Maple,
Guru Guru,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Parry Music,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Dorothy Ashby,
Supertramp,
Infiniti,
Alton Ellis,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.