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 Portugal and from Accra.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Mummies to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Outsiders,
Dawn Penn,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The J.B.'s,
Soft Cell,
cv313,
Agitation Free,
Main Source,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Khruangbin,
The Fortunes,
The Walker Brothers,
Cameo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Thompson Twins,
Gang Starr,
Clear Light,
New Order,
Scion,
The Buckinghams,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Matthew Halsall,
Stockholm Monsters,
Theoretical Girls,
World's Most,
Circle Jerks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Sound,
Ken Boothe,
Siglo XX,
Lightning Bolt,
The Detroit Cobras,
Crash Course in Science,
Patti Smith,
The Happenings,
Max Romeo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The American Breed,
John Coltrane,
Derrick May,
Dark Day,
Masters at Work,
Symarip,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jacques Brel,
Gang Green,
Procol Harum,
Iggy Pop,
Isaac Hayes,
Nico,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Arcadia,
The Techniques,
Gabor Szabo,
The Leaves,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Excepter,
The Busters,
Jawbox,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.