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 Manila.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Edmonton.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
LL Cool J,
Roxy Music,
The Trojans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
CMW,
The Fuzztones,
The Monks,
cv313,
June of 44,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Derrick Morgan,
Boredoms,
Neu!,
Blancmange,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Yellowson,
Little Man,
Crispian St. Peters,
Tommy Roe,
Rapeman,
Tropical Tobacco,
Swans,
Man Parrish,
Tomorrow,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marc Almond,
the Swans,
Patti Smith,
The Offenders,
Minnie Riperton,
The Remains,
Nirvana,
Wire,
Black Sheep,
Lee Hazlewood,
Marshall Jefferson,
Nas,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sound Behaviour,
Surgeon,
Mo-Dettes,
Shuggie Otis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Country Teasers,
Pet Shop Boys,
Stetsasonic,
Massinfluence,
Juan Atkins,
Fela Kuti,
Audionom,
The Fire Engines,
The Blackbyrds,
Donald Byrd,
Brass Construction,
The Birthday Party,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Derrick May,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gang Gang Dance,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.