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 Tajikistan and from Lagos.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 synthesizer 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 Moby Grape to the electroclash 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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Deadbeat,
cv313,
The Fortunes,
Crash Course in Science,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Scion,
Bobby Womack,
Cluster,
Curtis Mayfield,
Freddie Wadling,
Drexciya,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
David Bowie,
The Monochrome Set,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
T.S.O.L.,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kenny Larkin,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lightning Bolt,
Pere Ubu,
In Retrospect,
Icehouse,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cybotron,
Marcia Griffiths,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Moody Blues,
Model 500,
Ice-T,
Lou Reed,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Qualms,
Nick Fraelich,
Ralphi Rosario,
Chrome,
Barry Ungar,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Little Man,
The Pretty Things,
Jesper Dahlback,
Jacob Miller,
K-Klass,
The Mojo Men,
The Barracudas,
Janne Schatter,
Yusef Lateef,
Pet Shop Boys,
Neil Young,
Sonic Youth,
Clear Light,
The Move,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Quantec,
Mr. Review,
Tomorrow,
The Slits,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Technova,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.