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 Iceland and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Busters to the jazz 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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Buzzcocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Five Americans,
The Pop Group,
DNA,
The Associates,
The Litter,
Massinfluence,
Cluster,
Bang On A Can,
Carl Craig,
The Sonics,
Robert Hood,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Surgeon,
Sonny Sharrock,
Chris & Cosey,
Buzzcocks,
Talk Talk,
The Sound,
Electric Prunes,
Kaleidoscope,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
David McCallum,
Lower 48,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Seeds,
Nation of Ulysses,
ABBA,
the Human League,
Clear Light,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gabor Szabo,
Kas Product,
Symarip,
Hashim,
The Leaves,
The Divine Comedy,
Accadde A,
Amon Düül II,
Connie Case,
Pantytec,
Fluxion,
Althea and Donna,
Barbara Tucker,
The Cure,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Drive Like Jehu,
Altered Images,
Colin Newman,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Misunderstood,
Aaron Thompson,
Procol Harum,
Darondo,
Barry Ungar,
X-101,
Bobby Byrd,
The Mojo Men,
Scion,
Freddie Wadling,
The Cowsills,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.