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 Swaziland and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 MC5 to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rapeman 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donald Byrd,
Max Romeo,
Ultravox,
Skaos,
The Misunderstood,
Marine Girls,
Sällskapet,
Marmalade,
Crash Course in Science,
Harry Pussy,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Cluster,
The Searchers,
Icehouse,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Loose Ends,
Talk Talk,
Marcia Griffiths,
Television,
John Cale,
The Music Machine,
Moby Grape,
Model 500,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sexual Harrassment,
Erasure,
David Axelrod,
Au Pairs,
Aaron Thompson,
Graham Central Station,
R.M.O.,
Mark Hollis,
June of 44,
Boz Scaggs,
Eurythmics,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Tremeloes,
Derrick Morgan,
The Cramps,
Pole,
Dual Sessions,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Reuben Wilson,
The Alarm Clocks,
Camberwell Now,
Animal Collective,
Freddie Wadling,
Shuggie Otis,
Gang Gang Dance,
Piero Umiliani,
The Sound,
Charles Mingus,
Alphaville,
Lucky Dragons,
Glambeats Corp.,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
kango's stein massive,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.