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 Colombia and from Accra.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Second Layer to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Boredoms,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Motorama,
Q65,
Black Pus,
The Five Americans,
John Lydon,
Gang Starr,
Roger Hodgson,
Black Flag,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sugar Minott,
Lyres,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sound Behaviour,
Von Mondo,
Pantytec,
The Fire Engines,
The Leaves,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hasil Adkins,
Harmonia,
Skriet,
The United States of America,
Alison Limerick,
Pylon,
Jandek,
Youth Brigade,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ken Boothe,
Tommy Roe,
Slick Rick,
Byron Stingily,
Soulsonic Force,
Outsiders,
Basic Channel,
Underground Resistance,
cv313,
Arcadia,
Ornette Coleman,
Janne Schatter,
The Music Machine,
Dual Sessions,
Howard Jones,
Sight & Sound,
The Mojo Men,
Godley & Creme,
The Gun Club,
Television Personalities,
Loose Ends,
Wire,
Eve St. Jones,
Hashim,
The Red Krayola,
Harry Pussy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Swans,
Leonard Cohen,
Crime,
Clear Light,
Anakelly,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.