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 Russia and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 X-Ray Spex to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Young Marble Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Green record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Minor Threat,
Sex Pistols,
Skaos,
Little Man,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Monochrome Set,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The United States of America,
Television Personalities,
Nirvana,
a-ha,
The Cramps,
Faraquet,
The Fugs,
The Red Krayola,
Bluetip,
Arcadia,
The Pop Group,
Marvin Gaye,
Cybotron,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gabor Szabo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gichy Dan,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bobby Sherman,
Lou Reed,
Grey Daturas,
Derrick Morgan,
Kaleidoscope,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Sound,
The Leaves,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gang of Four,
Black Pus,
Drexciya,
Surgeon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
kango's stein massive,
Joey Negro,
The Gories,
Gerry Rafferty,
Siglo XX,
Excepter,
Morten Harket,
Brothers Johnson,
FM Einheit,
The Knickerbockers,
Saccharine Trust,
This Heat,
Crispian St. Peters,
Theoretical Girls,
Archie Shepp,
Dorothy Ashby,
Barry Ungar,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kenny Larkin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.