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 Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 theremin 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 Glenn Branca to the punk 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 Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Byron Stingily record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Al Stewart,
Siglo XX,
Patti Smith,
Soft Machine,
One Last Wish,
The Dirtbombs,
The Evens,
Barbara Tucker,
The Fire Engines,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lalann,
Hardrive,
The United States of America,
Technova,
Moss Icon,
X-102,
Youth Brigade,
K-Klass,
Charles Mingus,
Jesper Dahlback,
Deadbeat,
The Move,
Symarip,
Excepter,
MC5,
World's Most,
New York Dolls,
The Count Five,
Skriet,
Joy Division,
Sonny Sharrock,
Mo-Dettes,
Gabor Szabo,
The Gap Band,
Silicon Teens,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
the Slits,
Section 25,
Skaos,
Masters at Work,
L. Decosne,
Accadde A,
MDC,
Eurythmics,
Stereo Dub,
Flipper,
Derrick Morgan,
The Mummies,
The Buckinghams,
Colin Newman,
Alison Limerick,
Adolescents,
The Mojo Men,
OOIOO,
Hot Snakes,
Procol Harum,
Barrington Levy,
Thee Headcoats,
The Smoke,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.