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 Kazakhstan and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Philadelphia.
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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Massinfluence to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Jacob Miller,
Slick Rick,
Pagans,
Eric Copeland,
June Days,
Kerrie Biddell,
World's Most,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Tears for Fears,
Eurythmics,
Fugazi,
Josef K,
Pussy Galore,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Boz Scaggs,
Bang On A Can,
The Young Rascals,
Joyce Sims,
Quando Quango,
Zero Boys,
Quantec,
Terrestrial Tones,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bronski Beat,
Y Pants,
Glenn Branca,
Lyres,
cv313,
KRS-One,
The Cure,
Yusef Lateef,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bobby Womack,
Dead Boys,
D'Angelo,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kas Product,
Ralphi Rosario,
Television,
Circle Jerks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fela Kuti,
Laurel Aitken,
Rod Modell,
Prince Buster,
Isaac Hayes,
Vladislav Delay,
The Dirtbombs,
Gang Starr,
Eric Dolphy,
Ossler,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Seeds,
Symarip,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Slits,
The Toasters,
The Sound,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.