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 Croatia and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sound Behaviour to the rap 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every F. McDonald record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Ken Boothe,
Parry Music,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Simply Red,
Peter & Gordon,
The J.B.'s,
Darondo,
The Associates,
Zapp,
Hoover,
David Axelrod,
Bauhaus,
Maurizio,
Shoche,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Joyce Sims,
Janne Schatter,
Section 25,
Make Up,
Angry Samoans,
The Slackers,
Cecil Taylor,
Anthony Braxton,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
AZ,
The Misunderstood,
Silicon Teens,
Pantaleimon,
Circle Jerks,
The Seeds,
Tres Demented,
The Fortunes,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Brass Construction,
Aloha Tigers,
The Smoke,
Icehouse,
Don Cherry,
The Electric Prunes,
Urselle,
Animal Collective,
Average White Band,
The Tremeloes,
Thompson Twins,
The Vogues,
Magma,
Bill Near,
Ten City,
Crispian St. Peters,
Cal Tjader,
Anakelly,
Skarface,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Fugs,
Derrick May,
Nico, Nico, Nico, Nico.
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.