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 Micronesia and from Salvador.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crooked Eye,
Skaos,
The Tremeloes,
Fugazi,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Skatalites,
The Dead C,
Roxette,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Young Marble Giants,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Real Kids,
Soulsonic Force,
Ken Boothe,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Quando Quango,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Bar-Kays,
Crispy Ambulance,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Cure,
Cecil Taylor,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Yusef Lateef,
Cybotron,
Unwound,
Tom Boy,
Joey Negro,
Marvin Gaye,
Fear,
Smog,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Divine Comedy,
The Happenings,
Average White Band,
Pagans,
Thee Headcoats,
T. Rex,
Ten City,
Gastr Del Sol,
Suburban Knight,
Subhumans,
Lalann,
Peter & Gordon,
Kerri Chandler,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rapeman,
The Fuzztones,
The Birthday Party,
Arcadia,
Barry Ungar,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Busters,
MC5,
John Foxx,
These Immortal Souls,
Saccharine Trust,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.