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 Micronesia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Desert Stars to the rap 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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All The Detroit Cobras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dead Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
The Selecter,
The Gap Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Seeds,
CMW,
Yaz,
Electric Prunes,
Con Funk Shun,
Josef K,
8 Eyed Spy,
48th St. Collective,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Tremeloes,
Panda Bear,
Glenn Branca,
Steve Hackett,
The Techniques,
The Dave Clark Five,
Angry Samoans,
Roger Hodgson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cameo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marc Almond,
Bang On A Can,
Fad Gadget,
Slave,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scion,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Gories,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Buckinghams,
Alice Coltrane,
Absolute Body Control,
John Lydon,
Isaac Hayes,
Amon Düül II,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Fugs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Icehouse,
Mary Jane Girls,
Derrick Morgan,
Pharoah Sanders,
Saccharine Trust,
T. Rex,
Heaven 17,
Lee Hazlewood,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Supertramp,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Deakin,
T.S.O.L.,
The Litter,
Boz Scaggs,
Flamin' Groovies,
Basic Channel,
Wings,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Searchers,
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.