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 Bahamas and from Hong Kong.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Dirtbombs to the rock 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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
H. Thieme,
Sällskapet,
Bootsy Collins,
Thompson Twins,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lalann,
The Move,
Joey Negro,
Matthew Bourne,
Aswad,
Andrew Hill,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Hoover,
Juan Atkins,
Pantytec,
The Neon Judgement,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Aaron Thompson,
Sun City Girls,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Blossom Toes,
Ossler,
Von Mondo,
Quando Quango,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Reagan Youth,
Neu!,
The Shadows of Knight,
Warsaw,
the Sonics,
Ronnie Foster,
The Golliwogs,
Byron Stingily,
One Last Wish,
The Slits,
Faraquet,
Y Pants,
Negative Approach,
Stiv Bators,
Yazoo,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Girls At Our Best!,
Magma,
The Fuzztones,
Zero Boys,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Steve Hackett,
Harmonia,
Black Bananas,
Ituana,
Index,
Stereo Dub,
David Bowie,
Wings,
Boredoms,
This Heat,
Dave Gahan,
The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light.
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.