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 Macedonia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bremen.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Residents to the crunk 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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Junior Murvin,
Big Daddy Kane,
Q65,
Soft Cell,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Techniques,
Rod Modell,
Michelle Simonal,
Camberwell Now,
Ituana,
Slave,
Sparks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Gap Band,
The Seeds,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kenny Larkin,
Ohio Players,
Sun City Girls,
Alton Ellis,
Schoolly D,
Royal Trux,
The United States of America,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Wake,
The Searchers,
The Residents,
Lalo Schifrin,
In Retrospect,
Lightning Bolt,
The Smiths,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Neu!,
OOIOO,
The Misunderstood,
Quando Quango,
Massinfluence,
Soulsonic Force,
JFA,
The Buckinghams,
Dead Boys,
The Detroit Cobras,
LL Cool J,
Gong,
Reagan Youth,
Wally Richardson,
Dual Sessions,
10cc,
Yusef Lateef,
World's Most,
Newcleus,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Easy Going,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Stooges,
Pagans,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.