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 Japan and from Spokane.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 sitar 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 Eurythmics to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Offenders. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande 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 chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Liliput,
CMW,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Angels of Light,
Agent Orange,
Little Man,
The Index,
Steve Hackett,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Dark Day,
Metal Thangz,
The New Christs,
Jandek,
Lou Reed,
The Fuzztones,
Robert Wyatt,
Tres Demented,
Wire,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rotary Connection,
Fatback Band,
Michelle Simonal,
Stiv Bators,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Beau Brummels,
Drexciya,
Clear Light,
Girls At Our Best!,
Curtis Mayfield,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Shadows of Knight,
Roy Ayers,
Cecil Taylor,
The Wake,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Zeros,
Q65,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Offenders,
The Move,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Soulsonic Force,
Con Funk Shun,
cv313,
Alphaville,
The Leaves,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Young Rascals,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lakeside,
DJ Style,
The Fall,
Swell Maps,
Harmonia,
The Raincoats,
Grey Daturas,
Procol Harum,
The Gap Band,
Organ,
The Pop Group,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.