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 Tuvalu and from Portland.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 mellotron 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 ABC to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mr. Review,
The Fortunes,
Ossler,
Cal Tjader,
Half Japanese,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Faraquet,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
La Düsseldorf,
Skarface,
Lucky Dragons,
Sound Behaviour,
Deepchord,
Sugar Minott,
The Selecter,
Barclay James Harvest,
Black Moon,
Kayak,
Yellowson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bizarre Inc.,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marvin Gaye,
Marc Almond,
Brass Construction,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Harmonia,
Piero Umiliani,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The American Breed,
kango's stein massive,
Lalann,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Faust,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Darondo,
The Fugs,
Panda Bear,
Roy Ayers,
This Heat,
John Holt,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
FM Einheit,
Godley & Creme,
Erykah Badu,
The Pop Group,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Scan 7,
Eric Dolphy,
U.S. Maple,
H. Thieme,
The Flesh Eaters,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Gories,
Public Image Ltd.,
Groovy Waters,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tommy Roe,
the Bar-Kays,
Joe Smooth,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.