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 Senegal and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Delhi and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 snare 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 Ituana to the jazz 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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
Black Pus,
The Gories,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Interpol,
Skaos,
Yazoo,
The Motions,
Jacob Miller,
Accadde A,
The Toasters,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Harpers Bizarre,
Delon & Dalcan,
K-Klass,
Brick,
Iggy Pop,
Prince Buster,
Pussy Galore,
Tubeway Army,
Cameo,
ABBA,
Man Parrish,
Agitation Free,
Bill Near,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Gun Club,
Dorothy Ashby,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Minor Threat,
Marmalade,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rapeman,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Con Funk Shun,
Delta 5,
The J.B.'s,
The Beau Brummels,
Sun City Girls,
Neil Young,
Hoover,
John Holt,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fifty Foot Hose,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Terry Callier,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Johnny Osbourne,
Little Man,
Sun Ra,
Bauhaus,
E-Dancer,
Drive Like Jehu,
Young Marble Giants,
the Association,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Reagan Youth,
Sight & Sound,
The Tremeloes,
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.