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 Italy and from Tehran.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Newcleus to the electroclash 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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Arcadia,
Roxy Music,
Alton Ellis,
the Swans,
The Beau Brummels,
Altered Images,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Deadbeat,
Yaz,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Susan Cadogan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
New Age Steppers,
Skarface,
The Sonics,
Visage,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Roxette,
Sound Behaviour,
Television Personalities,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
UT,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Human League,
Slick Rick,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Aaron Thompson,
Ronnie Foster,
Camouflage,
Glambeats Corp.,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ice-T,
8 Eyed Spy,
Average White Band,
Public Enemy,
Erasure,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Stooges,
One Last Wish,
Graham Central Station,
Terry Callier,
Unrelated Segments,
Eric Dolphy,
Black Pus,
Judy Mowatt,
The Mummies,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Tropical Tobacco,
DJ Sneak,
Patti Smith,
Matthew Bourne,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
June Days,
The Knickerbockers,
Junior Murvin,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.