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 Peru and from London.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Funkadelic 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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet 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 synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
Kool Moe Dee,
Maleditus Sound,
Audionom,
Ossler,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
New York Dolls,
Tomorrow,
Roger Hodgson,
The Busters,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Magma,
The Kinks,
Royal Trux,
The Stooges,
Motorama,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Moody Blues,
D'Angelo,
Alphaville,
Adolescents,
The Victims,
Niagra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kurtis Blow,
Country Teasers,
Heaven 17,
Brick,
Matthew Halsall,
Section 25,
Black Sheep,
Newcleus,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Youth Brigade,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dual Sessions,
The Black Dice,
Bootsy Collins,
KRS-One,
Gabor Szabo,
Barbara Tucker,
Jandek,
Spandau Ballet,
Idris Muhammad,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Joensuu 1685,
Johnny Clarke,
Theoretical Girls,
Skaos,
Scrapy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Underground Resistance,
Zapp,
Archie Shepp,
Monks,
John Lydon,
Urselle,
The Shadows of Knight,
Thompson Twins,
48th St. Collective,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.