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 Portugal and from Salvador.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 The Raincoats to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
Gerry Rafferty,
Roger Hodgson,
UT,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sun City Girls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eden Ahbez,
Underground Resistance,
Jerry's Kids,
Fifty Foot Hose,
David Bowie,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Tremeloes,
Schoolly D,
Dead Boys,
Eric B and Rakim,
Saccharine Trust,
A Certain Ratio,
Minny Pops,
Barry Ungar,
The Stooges,
Desert Stars,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Erykah Badu,
Lightning Bolt,
Eve St. Jones,
Liliput,
Oblivians,
Neu!,
Joy Division,
Shoche,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Zeros,
June of 44,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Dead C,
The Neon Judgement,
the Fania All-Stars,
DJ Style,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tubeway Army,
AZ,
The Smoke,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tommy Roe,
MDC,
L. Decosne,
Fatback Band,
Jacob Miller,
Yaz,
F. McDonald,
Fear,
Gong,
The Gun Club,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Metal Thangz,
Derrick May,
Marmalade,
The Pretty Things,
Lower 48,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.