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 Dominica and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Salvador.
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 guitar 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 June Days to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kevin Saunderson,
PIL,
Liliput,
Suicide,
Warren Ellis,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Black Sheep,
a-ha,
Delta 5,
Matthew Halsall,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lalann,
Inner City,
Symarip,
Underground Resistance,
The Doors,
The Sonics,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Dirtbombs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lightning Bolt,
Sonic Youth,
Roxette,
Robert Hood,
Slick Rick,
Rod Modell,
D'Angelo,
Eden Ahbez,
Blake Baxter,
Bootsy Collins,
One Last Wish,
Sight & Sound,
Albert Ayler,
Drive Like Jehu,
Henry Cow,
Fad Gadget,
Massinfluence,
The Tremeloes,
The Young Rascals,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rufus Thomas,
Rites of Spring,
The Human League,
Newcleus,
The Birthday Party,
Popol Vuh,
MC5,
The Move,
Sex Pistols,
John Cale,
Siglo XX,
Soft Cell,
Scott Walker,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jacques Brel,
The Angels of Light,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Toasters,
Pagans,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.