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 United Kingdom and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 808 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 Lungfish to the grime 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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Doors,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Five Americans,
Television,
Andrew Hill,
David McCallum,
Babytalk,
Nico,
Youth Brigade,
Camouflage,
U.S. Maple,
Wolf Eyes,
DJ Sneak,
Henry Cow,
10cc,
The Star Department,
K-Klass,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Harmonia,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Duran Duran,
Ultravox,
Bill Near,
Pet Shop Boys,
Guru Guru,
The Monks,
Morten Harket,
Amazonics,
The Names,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Pretty Things,
Soulsonic Force,
Eurythmics,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Moody Blues,
David Axelrod,
the Germs,
Dark Day,
Camberwell Now,
T.S.O.L.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kas Product,
Stockholm Monsters,
Kevin Saunderson,
Negative Approach,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ultimate Spinach,
L. Decosne,
a-ha,
Lakeside,
cv313,
The Moleskins,
The Fortunes,
Sex Pistols,
B.T. Express,
Model 500,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Magma, Magma, Magma, Magma.
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.