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 St Lucia and from Toronto.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 oboe 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 Iggy Pop to the grunge 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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The American Breed,
Ohio Players,
Jesper Dahlback,
Massinfluence,
Lyres,
Delon & Dalcan,
Television Personalities,
Skaos,
Johnny Clarke,
Dark Day,
Kenny Larkin,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Gladiators,
Moss Icon,
Gregory Isaacs,
Patti Smith,
OOIOO,
Scrapy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Janne Schatter,
Rites of Spring,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Nick Fraelich,
The Moleskins,
Don Cherry,
Young Marble Giants,
Schoolly D,
Derrick May,
Swans,
Hashim,
Bluetip,
It's A Beautiful Day,
X-Ray Spex,
Cheater Slicks,
The Fugs,
Crispian St. Peters,
Procol Harum,
Graham Central Station,
The Mummies,
Dennis Brown,
Silicon Teens,
The Happenings,
Bill Wells,
New Age Steppers,
Heaven 17,
DJ Style,
X-101,
Icehouse,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Dave Clark Five,
Crime,
Juan Atkins,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Eric Copeland,
The Remains,
John Foxx,
The Gap Band,
D'Angelo,
Drexciya,
The Zeros,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.