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 Somalia and from Milan.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Kaleidoscope to the grime 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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nation of Ulysses,
Unrelated Segments,
Tubeway Army,
Babytalk,
Grauzone,
Peter and Kerry,
U.S. Maple,
The Smiths,
Saccharine Trust,
Jacob Miller,
The Raincoats,
Eric Dolphy,
The Index,
Charles Mingus,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Cal Tjader,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
New Age Steppers,
R.M.O.,
Roxette,
Aloha Tigers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aural Exciters,
Skaos,
Mission of Burma,
Rosa Yemen,
Susan Cadogan,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pantaleimon,
Brand Nubian,
Sun City Girls,
The Flesh Eaters,
Stiv Bators,
Accadde A,
Wasted Youth,
The Motions,
Schoolly D,
Circle Jerks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lalann,
Jandek,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Groovy Waters,
Avey Tare,
Tears for Fears,
Junior Murvin,
Man Parrish,
Gichy Dan,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Electric Prunes,
48th St. Collective,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Throbbing Gristle,
Darondo,
Bootsy Collins,
ABC,
Marine Girls,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.