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 Cape Verde and from Tehran.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Aaron Thompson to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Echo & the Bunnymen. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
The Doobie Brothers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Misunderstood,
Schoolly D,
Lou Christie,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Velvet Underground,
Jacob Miller,
Peter and Kerry,
Massinfluence,
Boredoms,
Pantytec,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sam Rivers,
Yusef Lateef,
The Music Machine,
Accadde A,
Unrelated Segments,
Sonny Sharrock,
Arthur Verocai,
Judy Mowatt,
Ornette Coleman,
Pulsallama,
The Detroit Cobras,
Black Sheep,
Kerri Chandler,
Arcadia,
Ralphi Rosario,
John Lydon,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Althea and Donna,
Lee Hazlewood,
Subhumans,
Deepchord,
Babytalk,
Aaron Thompson,
Delta 5,
Todd Rundgren,
David Axelrod,
Sex Pistols,
Skriet,
Joey Negro,
World's Most,
Warsaw,
June of 44,
Sight & Sound,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Delon & Dalcan,
Joe Finger,
Infiniti,
Skarface,
Soul Sonic Force,
Frankie Knuckles,
Parry Music,
Surgeon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Walker Brothers,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Count Five,
Drexciya,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.