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 Costa Rica and from Calgary.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dawn Penn,
The Neon Judgement,
Camberwell Now,
Erasure,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nas,
The Golliwogs,
Colin Newman,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Iggy Pop,
the Normal,
Ultimate Spinach,
John Holt,
R.M.O.,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Pop Group,
Gong,
La Düsseldorf,
H. Thieme,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Television Personalities,
The Associates,
The Zeros,
The Smoke,
David McCallum,
Echospace,
Can,
Isaac Hayes,
Letta Mbulu,
Jandek,
The Litter,
The Saints,
The Sonics,
The Barracudas,
Severed Heads,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Real Kids,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Subhumans,
Sun City Girls,
Circle Jerks,
Buzzcocks,
Aloha Tigers,
Lower 48,
Bang On A Can,
Drexciya,
Das Ding,
Half Japanese,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Brothers Johnson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Quando Quango,
The Sound,
Gregory Isaacs,
Royal Trux,
The New Christs,
8 Eyed Spy,
Negative Approach,
Loose Ends,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.