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 Kiribati and from Bologna.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Technova to the disco 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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sandy B 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bill Near,
Thee Headcoats,
Crispy Ambulance,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Alphaville,
The Human League,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Neu!,
a-ha,
Marmalade,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Magma,
The Martian,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Laurel Aitken,
kango's stein massive,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sarah Menescal,
Lucky Dragons,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Young Marble Giants,
Cheater Slicks,
The Seeds,
Pagans,
Newcleus,
The Neon Judgement,
T.S.O.L.,
Barclay James Harvest,
Girls At Our Best!,
Mo-Dettes,
The Tremeloes,
AZ,
Yazoo,
Fugazi,
Steve Hackett,
The Move,
Eric Dolphy,
The Index,
Ludus,
Scrapy,
Rosa Yemen,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Knickerbockers,
The Associates,
Robert Wyatt,
Fluxion,
The Cure,
The United States of America,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Count Five,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sugar Minott,
Half Japanese,
CMW,
Arthur Verocai,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Subhumans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.