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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Madrid.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 rhodes 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 Minor Threat to the dance 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 The Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
The Index,
Fatback Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mo-Dettes,
Dead Boys,
Public Enemy,
The Seeds,
Sparks,
Camouflage,
EPMD,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Chris Corsano,
X-101,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Move,
David McCallum,
Amon Düül,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Stooges,
Dark Day,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ultra Naté,
Adolescents,
Cheater Slicks,
Godley & Creme,
Gang Starr,
Bush Tetras,
Davy DMX,
Crispian St. Peters,
the Slits,
Rosa Yemen,
Boz Scaggs,
Shuggie Otis,
The Sound,
Animal Collective,
Soul II Soul,
Delta 5,
Circle Jerks,
Black Moon,
The Fortunes,
Albert Ayler,
the Sonics,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
CMW,
Lucky Dragons,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Real Kids,
Yusef Lateef,
Tears for Fears,
Roxy Music,
Gregory Isaacs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Babytalk,
Black Sheep,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Blackbyrds,
Fugazi,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Tim Buckley,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.