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 Cyprus and from Mumbai.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
Metal Thangz,
One Last Wish,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lou Reed,
Groovy Waters,
Eric Dolphy,
Goldenarms,
Flash Fearless,
the Association,
Tears for Fears,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sound Behaviour,
Television Personalities,
The Trojans,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kas Product,
The Velvet Underground,
Sam Rivers,
Fugazi,
Public Image Ltd.,
Blake Baxter,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Tremeloes,
Sällskapet,
Au Pairs,
The Red Krayola,
Nils Olav,
Oblivians,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Y Pants,
Hasil Adkins,
The Misunderstood,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The United States of America,
Cal Tjader,
John Coltrane,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Grey Daturas,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Modern Lovers,
the Human League,
Al Stewart,
Alphaville,
Nirvana,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Black Sheep,
Soul II Soul,
Alice Coltrane,
Deadbeat,
kango's stein massive,
Masters at Work,
Lindisfarne,
Kool Moe Dee,
Barry Ungar,
Kerri Chandler,
Black Bananas,
The Divine Comedy,
Thompson Twins,
Nico,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.