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 Kyrgyzstan and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bologna.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Harpers Bizarre to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Crash Course in Science,
Hashim,
Unwound,
Whodini,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Youth Brigade,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
EPMD,
Symarip,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Moby Grape,
Eve St. Jones,
Funkadelic,
Delta 5,
Darondo,
Second Layer,
The Young Rascals,
Circle Jerks,
Isaac Hayes,
The Fire Engines,
Soft Cell,
The Victims,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mo-Dettes,
Magazine,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Yusef Lateef,
Marvin Gaye,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Grey Daturas,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Faraquet,
Andrew Hill,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pylon,
Nas,
Quando Quango,
cv313,
Subhumans,
Pantytec,
The Dirtbombs,
Section 25,
Prince Buster,
The Standells,
H. Thieme,
Jacques Brel,
Skriet,
Silicon Teens,
Crime,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Reagan Youth,
Cal Tjader,
Swell Maps,
Sugar Minott,
Todd Terry,
Scott Walker,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Names,
The Slits,
The Electric Prunes,
Lucky Dragons,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.