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 Israel and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Toasters to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Slackers. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Alice Coltrane,
Radiopuhelimet,
Mad Mike,
Mo-Dettes,
Franke,
Bronski Beat,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Urselle,
Bill Wells,
Soulsonic Force,
Vladislav Delay,
Sun Ra,
Deepchord,
Wally Richardson,
Brick,
Desert Stars,
Little Man,
John Cale,
Monks,
The Gladiators,
Davy DMX,
Kool Moe Dee,
Howard Jones,
Eve St. Jones,
The Standells,
Lalann,
The Flesh Eaters,
Supertramp,
OOIOO,
Kerrie Biddell,
Zapp,
Circle Jerks,
Ludus,
a-ha,
Crooked Eye,
Jimmy McGriff,
David Bowie,
Skarface,
The Raincoats,
Sound Behaviour,
Marc Almond,
Yaz,
Youth Brigade,
Model 500,
Index,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Fire Engines,
Minutemen,
Iggy Pop,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
AZ,
8 Eyed Spy,
Aloha Tigers,
Reagan Youth,
Matthew Halsall,
Marine Girls,
The Blackbyrds,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.