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 Zimbabwe and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Bizarre Inc. to the crunk 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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cymande,
Eyeless In Gaza,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bad Manners,
Slave,
Gong,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Blackbyrds,
Eric Copeland,
The Techniques,
Smog,
The Busters,
Arcadia,
Sonic Youth,
Public Image Ltd.,
T.S.O.L.,
Fear,
Mars,
Public Enemy,
H. Thieme,
Glambeats Corp.,
Goldenarms,
Gang Green,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Stiv Bators,
Minor Threat,
Radiohead,
48th St. Collective,
The Velvet Underground,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Los Fastidios,
Niagra,
Danielle Patucci,
Main Source,
Mad Mike,
Marvin Gaye,
Visage,
Essential Logic,
The Dirtbombs,
Yaz,
Accadde A,
Reagan Youth,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Funky Four + One,
Massinfluence,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Don Cherry,
The Five Americans,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Aloha Tigers,
The Durutti Column,
The Real Kids,
the Association,
Simply Red,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Human League,
Mr. Review,
Dual Sessions,
Derrick Morgan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.