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 Uzbekistan and from Beijing.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Mo-Dettes to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Trojans. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Von Mondo,
Surgeon,
Livin' Joy,
Eric Copeland,
Lee Hazlewood,
Hoover,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Brass Construction,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Franke,
Chrome,
The Alarm Clocks,
Leonard Cohen,
the Germs,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Young Rascals,
Groovy Waters,
Spandau Ballet,
Lucky Dragons,
Nick Fraelich,
the Slits,
Piero Umiliani,
The Happenings,
Swell Maps,
Dennis Brown,
The Leaves,
The Barracudas,
Jacob Miller,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Neil Young,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Avey Tare,
Camberwell Now,
The Doors,
Sonic Youth,
Whodini,
The Offenders,
Skarface,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Evens,
Pagans,
Dave Gahan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Roxy Music,
Ultravox,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bobby Hutcherson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Motorama,
Brick,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare.
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.