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 Houston.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Milan.
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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unwound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Index,
Country Teasers,
Archie Shepp,
The Busters,
The Offenders,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Cheater Slicks,
Matthew Halsall,
Jeff Lynne,
Isaac Hayes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Count Five,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lungfish,
Funkadelic,
Bobby Byrd,
Circle Jerks,
The Seeds,
ABBA,
Slick Rick,
The Mummies,
Can,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Morten Harket,
Peter and Kerry,
Ultimate Spinach,
Suburban Knight,
Bad Manners,
Steve Hackett,
Althea and Donna,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Susan Cadogan,
The Fugs,
Anakelly,
Brass Construction,
Gerry Rafferty,
Rhythm & Sound,
Cluster,
Chris & Cosey,
Pylon,
China Crisis,
Pharoah Sanders,
June Days,
Sixth Finger,
Joe Finger,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dorothy Ashby,
Excepter,
Saccharine Trust,
Oblivians,
Ludus,
Danielle Patucci,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Essential Logic,
Accadde A,
Nils Olav,
The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood.
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.