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 Pakistan and from Spokane.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum 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 Tubeway Army to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-102,
Althea and Donna,
Bob Dylan,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Pylon,
Negative Approach,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Pop Group,
Eric B and Rakim,
Nils Olav,
Jimmy McGriff,
FM Einheit,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Accadde A,
Scott Walker,
Radiohead,
U.S. Maple,
The Offenders,
The Blues Magoos,
the Association,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rhythm & Sound,
Loose Ends,
kango's stein massive,
Nick Fraelich,
Swans,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jeff Mills,
Andrew Hill,
New Order,
Davy DMX,
Radio Birdman,
Boz Scaggs,
Kayak,
Albert Ayler,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Guru Guru,
Dual Sessions,
a-ha,
Ituana,
Matthew Halsall,
Faust,
Toni Rubio,
Y Pants,
Metal Thangz,
Fatback Band,
New Age Steppers,
The Names,
Warren Ellis,
Tears for Fears,
Lindisfarne,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ice-T,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lakeside,
Amon Düül II,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.