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 Malawi and from Copenhagen.
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 Columbus and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Robert Palmer 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 Rosa Yemen to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Erykah Badu,
Al Stewart,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Fluxion,
Soul II Soul,
Matthew Bourne,
Infiniti,
Sexual Harrassment,
The New Christs,
Bluetip,
Section 25,
Rites of Spring,
Chrome,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lou Reed,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pere Ubu,
Surgeon,
cv313,
Gang Gang Dance,
June Days,
Accadde A,
Pierre Henry,
Isaac Hayes,
Tubeway Army,
48th St. Collective,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Public Enemy,
Subhumans,
Jerry's Kids,
New Order,
Black Sheep,
Aloha Tigers,
Groovy Waters,
Cybotron,
Basic Channel,
Youth Brigade,
Bootsy Collins,
Peter and Kerry,
Arcadia,
Gang Green,
Liliput,
Joyce Sims,
The Moleskins,
Robert Görl,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Association,
Archie Shepp,
Theoretical Girls,
Lee Hazlewood,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cymande,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Eddi Front,
The Birthday Party,
Gong,
Soulsonic Force,
OOIOO,
John Coltrane,
Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters.
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.