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 Italy and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Marc Almond to the jazz 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 Fat Boys. All the underground hits.
All Country Joe & The Fish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
Warren Ellis,
Charles Mingus,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Circle Jerks,
June Days,
Japan,
Slick Rick,
Crime,
Bobby Byrd,
Soulsonic Force,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Yellowson,
Inner City,
Althea and Donna,
The Wake,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gichy Dan,
kango's stein massive,
Ituana,
The Fuzztones,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Count Five,
Half Japanese,
The Mojo Men,
Todd Terry,
the Sonics,
Negative Approach,
cv313,
Youth Brigade,
Deakin,
Can,
The Standells,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Move,
Letta Mbulu,
The Dirtbombs,
The Leaves,
Erasure,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Chris Corsano,
Eddi Front,
Unwound,
DJ Sneak,
Little Man,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Swans,
Sandy B,
Nick Fraelich,
The Sound,
Big Daddy Kane,
Excepter,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The United States of America,
The Dave Clark Five,
Amon Düül,
Iggy Pop,
Au Pairs,
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.