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 Uruguay and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 Shanghai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
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 Scientists to the crunk 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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Residents,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Saints,
Hardrive,
Nas,
Radio Birdman,
Rakim,
The Gap Band,
a-ha,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Toni Rubio,
The Electric Prunes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fat Boys,
Faraquet,
Interpol,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Theoretical Girls,
Roger Hodgson,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Icehouse,
Brass Construction,
Tom Boy,
Derrick Morgan,
Talk Talk,
Masters at Work,
Rotary Connection,
Scrapy,
Tres Demented,
Pere Ubu,
Man Parrish,
Sun Ra,
Wally Richardson,
June Days,
The Techniques,
The Gun Club,
The Standells,
Pulsallama,
Ronan,
The Pop Group,
AZ,
Minny Pops,
Ituana,
Blake Baxter,
Boredoms,
The United States of America,
Joensuu 1685,
Wasted Youth,
Black Flag,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Shuggie Otis,
Bizarre Inc.,
Das Ding,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Sonics,
Throbbing Gristle,
Erasure,
Nico,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.