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 Burkina and from Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Leaves to the grime 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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mission of Burma,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sex Pistols,
Archie Shepp,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ronan,
Mad Mike,
Rotary Connection,
AZ,
the Slits,
Marcia Griffiths,
New Age Steppers,
Joe Finger,
Scan 7,
the Normal,
Maleditus Sound,
The Electric Prunes,
Peter and Kerry,
Kayak,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lee Hazlewood,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Television Personalities,
Moby Grape,
Robert Görl,
Nik Kershaw,
Schoolly D,
Gabor Szabo,
The Victims,
Panda Bear,
10cc,
Jesper Dahlback,
Simply Red,
Boredoms,
The Happenings,
Bobby Womack,
Scientists,
Howard Jones,
Saccharine Trust,
Black Pus,
Bronski Beat,
The New Christs,
These Immortal Souls,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Seeds,
The Gories,
Jeff Lynne,
Lalo Schifrin,
Brick,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Alison Limerick,
June of 44,
Tears for Fears,
L. Decosne,
cv313,
Crime,
Skriet,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Selecter,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.