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 Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Fluxion to the rock 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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wolf Eyes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Brick,
Ultravox,
Absolute Body Control,
The Flesh Eaters,
June of 44,
The Evens,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Khruangbin,
Funkadelic,
Slick Rick,
The Moody Blues,
Glenn Branca,
The Cowsills,
DNA,
Aaron Thompson,
The Divine Comedy,
Bauhaus,
Organ,
Model 500,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Busters,
Kas Product,
The Misunderstood,
Kenny Larkin,
John Coltrane,
H. Thieme,
the Sonics,
Public Enemy,
Adolescents,
Sun City Girls,
Television Personalities,
Bill Near,
UT,
This Heat,
Unwound,
Joey Negro,
Josef K,
The New Christs,
Erykah Badu,
Hardrive,
Carl Craig,
David Axelrod,
The Beau Brummels,
Isaac Hayes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Eve St. Jones,
Rhythm & Sound,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Massinfluence,
Underground Resistance,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Michelle Simonal,
Interpol,
X-Ray Spex,
Harmonia,
Scratch Acid,
Rosa Yemen,
The Fuzztones,
Yellowson,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.