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 Panama and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 synthesizer 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 Sly & The Family Stone to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Wally Richardson,
Pere Ubu,
Pantaleimon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nico,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Slick Rick,
Scrapy,
Gong,
JFA,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Warsaw,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kevin Saunderson,
Model 500,
Iggy Pop,
Toni Rubio,
Make Up,
Dual Sessions,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cecil Taylor,
Maleditus Sound,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Fluxion,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Agent Orange,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gang Green,
The Grass Roots,
Scientists,
Anakelly,
Roxy Music,
Morten Harket,
Fatback Band,
Livin' Joy,
Negative Approach,
L. Decosne,
Susan Cadogan,
Arab on Radar,
Crime,
Nik Kershaw,
Dave Gahan,
Rites of Spring,
Banda Bassotti,
Angry Samoans,
Pussy Galore,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ituana,
Radiohead,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Hot Snakes,
Black Bananas,
Yaz,
Royal Trux,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Funky Four + One,
The Barracudas,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.