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 Lesotho and from Toronto.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 oboe 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the dance 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 Rufus Thomas. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Beau Brummels,
Funkadelic,
Cal Tjader,
T.S.O.L.,
Piero Umiliani,
Youth Brigade,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Liliput,
Lalann,
One Last Wish,
Country Teasers,
The Dead C,
Unrelated Segments,
the Germs,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Negative Approach,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Vainqueur,
Groovy Waters,
Eli Mardock,
Judy Mowatt,
Josef K,
Patti Smith,
Scientists,
Johnny Osbourne,
Hot Snakes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Yaz,
Motorama,
Reuben Wilson,
John Foxx,
Skarface,
Charles Mingus,
Crash Course in Science,
Rufus Thomas,
Wire,
Absolute Body Control,
Minny Pops,
Porter Ricks,
The American Breed,
The Mojo Men,
Lucky Dragons,
Thee Headcoats,
MC5,
Steve Hackett,
Siglo XX,
Main Source,
Grandmaster Flash,
Livin' Joy,
New York Dolls,
Y Pants,
Scratch Acid,
Matthew Bourne,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ituana,
Jandek,
Ponytail,
Theoretical Girls,
Can,
Darondo,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bauhaus,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.