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 Cuba and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Josef K to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Dawn Penn,
Liliput,
Duran Duran,
the Swans,
Soulsonic Force,
Hardrive,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Intrusion,
CMW,
The Move,
Zapp,
Boredoms,
Audionom,
Grauzone,
Kerrie Biddell,
Main Source,
Arcadia,
June of 44,
Judy Mowatt,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Electric Prunes,
Piero Umiliani,
Hasil Adkins,
Electric Prunes,
Soul Sonic Force,
Visage,
Moby Grape,
Ossler,
Organ,
Average White Band,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Junior Murvin,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Remains,
Harmonia,
Circle Jerks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Funkadelic,
Accadde A,
Avey Tare,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gregory Isaacs,
Moebius,
Archie Shepp,
Man Parrish,
John Coltrane,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Amazonics,
The Saints,
Susan Cadogan,
Camberwell Now,
Minnie Riperton,
Joensuu 1685,
the Germs,
Arthur Verocai,
Youth Brigade,
Can,
The Doobie Brothers,
Wire,
La Düsseldorf,
Eve St. Jones,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.