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 Angola and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 A Certain Ratio to the punk 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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alison Limerick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sexual Harrassment,
Tubeway Army,
Radiohead,
Sound Behaviour,
The Gap Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Names,
Monolake,
Masters at Work,
Pierre Henry,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Sound,
Swell Maps,
Delta 5,
Public Enemy,
The Vogues,
Main Source,
AZ,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ten City,
Young Marble Giants,
The Music Machine,
Clear Light,
Aaron Thompson,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Groovy Waters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cybotron,
Y Pants,
Kas Product,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barclay James Harvest,
Smog,
F. McDonald,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ponytail,
Royal Trux,
Eddi Front,
Flamin' Groovies,
Mantronix,
Fatback Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Graham Central Station,
cv313,
Excepter,
Urselle,
the Fania All-Stars,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sam Rivers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Zero Boys,
Mars,
Judy Mowatt,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wings,
Con Funk Shun,
Andrew Hill,
Youth Brigade,
The Detroit Cobras,
Tomorrow,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.