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 Eritrea and from New York.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Dead Boys to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All Smog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
The Grass Roots,
The Divine Comedy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Connie Case,
MDC,
Dennis Brown,
Spoonie Gee,
Gabor Szabo,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
This Heat,
Lucky Dragons,
The Music Machine,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Urselle,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Godley & Creme,
The Blues Magoos,
X-101,
John Holt,
Kas Product,
Bad Manners,
CMW,
Ultravox,
Zero Boys,
the Bar-Kays,
The Stooges,
The Pop Group,
Main Source,
FM Einheit,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Reuben Wilson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hasil Adkins,
The Mojo Men,
Pierre Henry,
Pylon,
the Human League,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Underground Resistance,
Hot Snakes,
The Wake,
Patti Smith,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lalann,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Goldenarms,
Max Romeo,
Fela Kuti,
Fluxion,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
LL Cool J,
Loose Ends,
The Seeds,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Brand Nubian,
Sound Behaviour,
Sonic Youth,
Gang Green,
Con Funk Shun,
MC5,
UT,
Chrome,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.