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 Singapore and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 rhodes 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 These Immortal Souls 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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
New York Dolls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tears for Fears,
Pantytec,
Brothers Johnson,
The Residents,
DJ Style,
Patti Smith,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Donald Byrd,
Television,
Wolf Eyes,
Matthew Halsall,
Dennis Brown,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Index,
Bill Wells,
Babytalk,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Intrusion,
The Detroit Cobras,
Los Fastidios,
Heaven 17,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sugar Minott,
Moss Icon,
Robert Wyatt,
Livin' Joy,
Average White Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scratch Acid,
Malaria!,
The Angels of Light,
Grauzone,
Outsiders,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Walker Brothers,
The Litter,
Kurtis Blow,
Flash Fearless,
Ken Boothe,
Alton Ellis,
These Immortal Souls,
Sarah Menescal,
Black Bananas,
Mission of Burma,
Radiopuhelimet,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Standells,
Dual Sessions,
The Mummies,
The Durutti Column,
MC5,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kerrie Biddell,
This Heat,
Black Moon,
Jesper Dahlback,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.