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 Cuba and from Copenhagen.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Piero Umiliani to the grunge 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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum 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 oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Walker Brothers,
Make Up,
Minnie Riperton,
Rapeman,
Moss Icon,
the Soft Cell,
EPMD,
Kurtis Blow,
World's Most,
Ponytail,
The Monochrome Set,
Severed Heads,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bobby Byrd,
LL Cool J,
The Angels of Light,
Oblivians,
Quando Quango,
The Gladiators,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sam Rivers,
The Remains,
Scientists,
Scott Walker,
cv313,
Sandy B,
Davy DMX,
The Birthday Party,
Cybotron,
Groovy Waters,
Young Marble Giants,
Josef K,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gong,
The Dirtbombs,
8 Eyed Spy,
Peter & Gordon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pylon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Motorama,
The Buckinghams,
Soulsonic Force,
Tim Buckley,
The Stooges,
Tubeway Army,
Bobby Sherman,
Negative Approach,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kas Product,
The Grass Roots,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Derrick Morgan,
Accadde A,
R.M.O.,
Country Teasers,
The American Breed,
Ludus,
Barry Ungar,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.