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 Palau and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin 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 David Bowie to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gian Franco Pienzio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minutemen,
Yazoo,
Thee Headcoats,
Ten City,
Urselle,
Moss Icon,
Fatback Band,
Marine Girls,
Barbara Tucker,
T.S.O.L.,
Josef K,
Eve St. Jones,
Audionom,
Alton Ellis,
Robert Görl,
Siglo XX,
Susan Cadogan,
Robert Hood,
The Mojo Men,
Henry Cow,
Be Bop Deluxe,
kango's stein massive,
Nils Olav,
Q65,
The Dave Clark Five,
June of 44,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Stooges,
Eli Mardock,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Massinfluence,
The Raincoats,
Lee Hazlewood,
Quando Quango,
the Soft Cell,
Theoretical Girls,
Kas Product,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Human League,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Cure,
The Birthday Party,
Qualms,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Techniques,
This Heat,
Gastr Del Sol,
Panda Bear,
The Standells,
The Grass Roots,
Colin Newman,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Average White Band,
The Monochrome Set,
Crooked Eye,
The Slackers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Youth Brigade,
the Normal,
Lalann,
The Evens,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.