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 Slovakia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 Copenhagen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Bad Manners to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Popol Vuh record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
The Velvet Underground,
Marcia Griffiths,
Cal Tjader,
Television Personalities,
Y Pants,
Faraquet,
Audionom,
Wings,
Index,
Bob Dylan,
Marvin Gaye,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Divine Comedy,
Eddi Front,
Depeche Mode,
Funky Four + One,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rotary Connection,
Surgeon,
Stereo Dub,
Jerry's Kids,
Q65,
Goldenarms,
Chris Corsano,
The Associates,
Soulsonic Force,
Heaven 17,
Jeff Lynne,
Marc Almond,
Royal Trux,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Monks,
The Star Department,
Avey Tare,
Shoche,
The Birthday Party,
Godley & Creme,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
X-102,
Magazine,
The Pretty Things,
Schoolly D,
Suicide,
Kenny Larkin,
The Techniques,
Warsaw,
Skaos,
Idris Muhammad,
Amazonics,
New Order,
Vainqueur,
John Lydon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Motorama,
Jeru the Damaja,
Stetsasonic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
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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.