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 Ireland and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Blackbyrds to the punk 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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fat Boys 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Graham Central Station,
The Angels of Light,
The Selecter,
Isaac Hayes,
Tomorrow,
Pet Shop Boys,
Essential Logic,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Q and Not U,
Rapeman,
Massinfluence,
Neu!,
Steve Hackett,
Althea and Donna,
The Gladiators,
Heaven 17,
Scrapy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
China Crisis,
Buzzcocks,
The Durutti Column,
Radio Birdman,
Mary Jane Girls,
Make Up,
Ultra Naté,
The Cure,
the Slits,
Scratch Acid,
Lyres,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Mars,
Motorama,
Delta 5,
Unrelated Segments,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Mantronix,
Lightning Bolt,
The Motions,
Radiopuhelimet,
Monolake,
Stetsasonic,
The Monks,
Nico,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Trojans,
The Doors,
Josef K,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Donny Hathaway,
Gregory Isaacs,
R.M.O.,
Lalann,
AZ,
Agitation Free,
Sam Rivers,
Aswad,
Erasure,
Peter & Gordon,
June of 44,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.