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 Israel and from Lagos.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sister Nancy to the rap 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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Minutemen,
Connie Case,
Ronan,
The Divine Comedy,
Eric Dolphy,
Young Marble Giants,
Sixth Finger,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sun City Girls,
The Sound,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ludus,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jeff Mills,
Model 500,
X-101,
kango's stein massive,
Crispian St. Peters,
Avey Tare,
Circle Jerks,
Faust,
Goldenarms,
the Human League,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Joey Negro,
Intrusion,
Alison Limerick,
The Modern Lovers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dual Sessions,
Albert Ayler,
Drive Like Jehu,
Metal Thangz,
Banda Bassotti,
Lindisfarne,
T.S.O.L.,
Arab on Radar,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Flamin' Groovies,
Al Stewart,
Archie Shepp,
Minny Pops,
EPMD,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Skarface,
Funky Four + One,
Dark Day,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bluetip,
Delon & Dalcan,
Carl Craig,
Zero Boys,
La Düsseldorf,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Schoolly D,
Gong,
Cheater Slicks,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.