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 St Kitts & Nevis and from London.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lyon.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
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 The Techniques 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 The Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All The Martian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
X-101,
Black Flag,
Supertramp,
Kenny Larkin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Steve Hackett,
Tubeway Army,
Fear,
Rekid,
The Blackbyrds,
The Associates,
Desert Stars,
Marc Almond,
K-Klass,
Soft Machine,
FM Einheit,
Arab on Radar,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Leaves,
New Order,
Interpol,
Sixth Finger,
Bill Wells,
Traffic Nightmare,
Isaac Hayes,
Robert Görl,
Scientists,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Vladislav Delay,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Grass Roots,
Echospace,
Simply Red,
The Vogues,
Joey Negro,
Ken Boothe,
Harmonia,
New York Dolls,
Mantronix,
The Wake,
The Cowsills,
The Golliwogs,
The Toasters,
Peter & Gordon,
The Knickerbockers,
The Flesh Eaters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camberwell Now,
Matthew Bourne,
Chrome,
The Standells,
the Normal,
The Gories,
Marmalade,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Mary Jane Girls,
Spoonie Gee,
Black Bananas,
Buzzcocks,
Dennis Brown,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.