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 Spain and from Philadelphia.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fort Wilson Riot record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
K-Klass,
Swans,
Eli Mardock,
Rod Modell,
Jesper Dahlback,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Cure,
Interpol,
Monolake,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Fania All-Stars,
Maleditus Sound,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Gladiators,
Faust,
Max Romeo,
Traffic Nightmare,
Anthony Braxton,
Darondo,
Letta Mbulu,
Vainqueur,
X-101,
The Modern Lovers,
Franke,
Adolescents,
Marmalade,
Inner City,
The Buckinghams,
The Trojans,
Y Pants,
Japan,
Cluster,
Jacob Miller,
Faraquet,
Brick,
Outsiders,
Dorothy Ashby,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Prince Buster,
Whodini,
Quadrant,
China Crisis,
John Lydon,
Charles Mingus,
La Düsseldorf,
Bluetip,
Iggy Pop,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The J.B.'s,
Q65,
The Vogues,
Kerri Chandler,
The Electric Prunes,
Simply Red,
The Sonics,
Crash Course in Science,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.