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 Canada and from Salvador.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Milan.
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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Fela Kuti to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
cv313,
the Swans,
Stockholm Monsters,
The United States of America,
Index,
The Motions,
Negative Approach,
Nils Olav,
Andrew Hill,
Davy DMX,
Average White Band,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Chris & Cosey,
Unrelated Segments,
The Fire Engines,
Ludus,
Skaos,
Gerry Rafferty,
Can,
Erykah Badu,
The Durutti Column,
Eurythmics,
Joe Finger,
Nation of Ulysses,
Black Bananas,
Organ,
Goldenarms,
Derrick Morgan,
Second Layer,
Fluxion,
Amazonics,
Suicide,
The Sound,
AZ,
Man Parrish,
Adolescents,
Gastr Del Sol,
Newcleus,
James White and The Blacks,
D'Angelo,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Sonics,
The Residents,
Robert Hood,
Lakeside,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eric B and Rakim,
CMW,
Urselle,
Sister Nancy,
Junior Murvin,
Warren Ellis,
Albert Ayler,
Von Mondo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Vainqueur,
Todd Terry,
The Smiths,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.