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 Samoa and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 F. McDonald. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crooked Eye,
Wasted Youth,
Danielle Patucci,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pharoah Sanders,
Yazoo,
Pet Shop Boys,
Harmonia,
Radio Birdman,
Gerry Rafferty,
Peter & Gordon,
Model 500,
The Monks,
Eden Ahbez,
Marvin Gaye,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
R.M.O.,
Max Romeo,
Tom Boy,
Second Layer,
Half Japanese,
London Community Gospel Choir,
James Chance & The Contortions,
X-102,
B.T. Express,
The Litter,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Slave,
Lebanon Hanover,
Quantec,
Soul Sonic Force,
Thee Headcoats,
Nik Kershaw,
Fugazi,
Fatback Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Basic Channel,
Pagans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Deepchord,
Grauzone,
Flash Fearless,
The Moody Blues,
The Gories,
Neil Young,
Echospace,
The Mojo Men,
The Skatalites,
Anakelly,
The Techniques,
Crispy Ambulance,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Blues Magoos,
Robert Hood,
Barbara Tucker,
Archie Shepp,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ultravox,
Boredoms,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.