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 Kenya and from Philadelphia.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Robert Palmer 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 Modern Lovers to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Doors,
The Buckinghams,
DJ Sneak,
Index,
The J.B.'s,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bang On A Can,
Popol Vuh,
The Smiths,
Niagra,
OOIOO,
Maleditus Sound,
The Tremeloes,
Deepchord,
Lebanon Hanover,
Terry Callier,
Althea and Donna,
Eurythmics,
the Slits,
The Move,
Byron Stingily,
Make Up,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Leonard Cohen,
Robert Hood,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Youth Brigade,
The Busters,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Rufus Thomas,
Tubeway Army,
Cheater Slicks,
Barbara Tucker,
The Smoke,
Eden Ahbez,
DJ Style,
Kas Product,
Quadrant,
Pantaleimon,
Jeff Mills,
Reuben Wilson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Connie Case,
Negative Approach,
Gregory Isaacs,
Blancmange,
MC5,
D'Angelo,
Alice Coltrane,
Ralphi Rosario,
Soul II Soul,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Los Fastidios,
Section 25,
UT,
Todd Terry,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.