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 San Marino and from Manchester.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Byron Stingily to the dance 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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Sexual Harrassment,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Mo-Dettes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Velvet Underground,
The Motions,
Masters at Work,
Funkadelic,
Donny Hathaway,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pierre Henry,
The Mojo Men,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Move,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dave Gahan,
PIL,
The Durutti Column,
Circle Jerks,
Pagans,
The Mummies,
Curtis Mayfield,
Mad Mike,
Rapeman,
the Human League,
ABBA,
James Chance & The Contortions,
cv313,
Hashim,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Techniques,
Vainqueur,
Swans,
Scion,
Half Japanese,
John Holt,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Urselle,
Ohio Players,
The Slits,
The Pop Group,
Guru Guru,
Boredoms,
Andrew Hill,
The Last Poets,
The Barracudas,
Los Fastidios,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Victims,
The Fuzztones,
Carl Craig,
The Buckinghams,
Ken Boothe,
DJ Sneak,
Livin' Joy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
OOIOO,
Prince Buster,
Soul II Soul,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.