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 Greece and from Cairo.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Divine Comedy to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fugazi,
The Trojans,
Boz Scaggs,
Yazoo,
The Searchers,
Unrelated Segments,
Pylon,
The Doors,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Cowsills,
Mad Mike,
Jeff Mills,
Cal Tjader,
Darondo,
Albert Ayler,
Terry Callier,
Eric B and Rakim,
Nico,
Sugar Minott,
Minor Threat,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Toasters,
Dead Boys,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Warsaw,
ABBA,
The Real Kids,
Mission of Burma,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Vladislav Delay,
Rapeman,
Parry Music,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sarah Menescal,
The Mojo Men,
Blossom Toes,
Moebius,
Tomorrow,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tubeway Army,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Divine Comedy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Buzzcocks,
OOIOO,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Bar-Kays,
Mandrill,
The Stooges,
Charles Mingus,
Quadrant,
Idris Muhammad,
Boredoms,
The Knickerbockers,
Intrusion,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
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.