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 Vanuatu and from Paris.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Section 25 to the funk 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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Crispian St. Peters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Minor Threat,
Spandau Ballet,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
John Coltrane,
Jeff Lynne,
the Soft Cell,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bad Manners,
Traffic Nightmare,
Oneida,
Danielle Patucci,
The Techniques,
Slick Rick,
The Seeds,
Camberwell Now,
The Divine Comedy,
Massinfluence,
Gichy Dan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ultimate Spinach,
Saccharine Trust,
Man Eating Sloth,
Wally Richardson,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sällskapet,
Letta Mbulu,
Youth Brigade,
Derrick Morgan,
Rosa Yemen,
KRS-One,
Erykah Badu,
Marvin Gaye,
The Trojans,
Popol Vuh,
Oblivians,
Deakin,
Amazonics,
Donny Hathaway,
The Smiths,
Harmonia,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mars,
Sam Rivers,
Marmalade,
MC5,
The Gun Club,
PIL,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Hashim,
The Angels of Light,
Nils Olav,
Brothers Johnson,
The Selecter,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rod Modell,
Kenny Larkin,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Blackbyrds,
The Cramps,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.