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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Lille.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 808 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 Girls At Our Best! to the dance 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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Barrington Levy,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gerry Rafferty,
Skarface,
Ponytail,
8 Eyed Spy,
Aaron Thompson,
Rosa Yemen,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Can,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lebanon Hanover,
Hasil Adkins,
Althea and Donna,
Mr. Review,
Sonny Sharrock,
B.T. Express,
Kool Moe Dee,
The J.B.'s,
Severed Heads,
Janne Schatter,
Anakelly,
Hoover,
Blancmange,
Yellowson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Howard Jones,
Connie Case,
The United States of America,
Crispy Ambulance,
John Coltrane,
Scan 7,
Toni Rubio,
Fela Kuti,
Slick Rick,
Prince Buster,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bootsy Collins,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rotary Connection,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Scion,
Blossom Toes,
Moss Icon,
Eve St. Jones,
The Leaves,
Man Parrish,
Lou Reed,
Derrick May,
Pulsallama,
The Young Rascals,
James White and The Blacks,
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Motorama,
Infiniti,
The Victims,
Circle Jerks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gong,
Jeff Mills,
The Stooges,
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.