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 Denmark and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Pole to the funk 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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dead Boys 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry Gold Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Aural Exciters,
The Gap Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Depeche Mode,
The Monochrome Set,
Ultravox,
Aloha Tigers,
Schoolly D,
Nas,
Alton Ellis,
Marine Girls,
Delta 5,
Simply Red,
Yazoo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lalann,
the Normal,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Moody Blues,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Swell Maps,
Spoonie Gee,
Patti Smith,
Zapp,
Kaleidoscope,
Malaria!,
Fela Kuti,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dave Gahan,
Kas Product,
Juan Atkins,
Zero Boys,
Gregory Isaacs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sonic Youth,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gabor Szabo,
Scratch Acid,
Ludus,
The Tremeloes,
John Holt,
The Gladiators,
Black Sheep,
Ice-T,
The Motions,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Misunderstood,
Toni Rubio,
Sex Pistols,
LL Cool J,
Suburban Knight,
The Blackbyrds,
Agitation Free,
The Cramps,
New York Dolls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Letta Mbulu,
Anthony Braxton,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.