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 Hungary and from Bremen.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Morten Harket to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA 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?
Mary Jane Girls,
Delon & Dalcan,
Stiv Bators,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bobby Byrd,
Saccharine Trust,
Ken Boothe,
Hasil Adkins,
Adolescents,
Negative Approach,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Barracudas,
Scratch Acid,
Howard Jones,
Avey Tare,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ten City,
Stereo Dub,
Jeff Lynne,
The Standells,
Fear,
Janne Schatter,
Todd Rundgren,
Girls At Our Best!,
Buzzcocks,
The Durutti Column,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Stooges,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
La Düsseldorf,
Ice-T,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bronski Beat,
One Last Wish,
The Leaves,
ABBA,
Television,
Marvin Gaye,
Roxy Music,
Kool Moe Dee,
Man Eating Sloth,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Basic Channel,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Banda Bassotti,
Suicide,
Bush Tetras,
Toni Rubio,
X-101,
Pulsallama,
The American Breed,
The Offenders,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Alice Coltrane,
Mars,
Pylon,
the Swans,
Urselle,
Sun City Girls,
MDC,
Swell Maps,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.