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 Taiwan 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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Taipei.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Dennis Brown to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
8 Eyed Spy,
The Wake,
The Last Poets,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rotary Connection,
Steve Hackett,
Johnny Clarke,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skriet,
Surgeon,
Interpol,
Popol Vuh,
The Skatalites,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kenny Larkin,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Trumans Water,
The Dirtbombs,
Liliput,
Archie Shepp,
The Monochrome Set,
Warsaw,
DJ Style,
Sexual Harrassment,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Gories,
The Moody Blues,
Youth Brigade,
Letta Mbulu,
Monks,
Subhumans,
The Tremeloes,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Alison Limerick,
Ronnie Foster,
Vladislav Delay,
Marvin Gaye,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Arab on Radar,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Fuzztones,
Fat Boys,
Excepter,
Cheater Slicks,
Flipper,
The Happenings,
Sonny Sharrock,
The New Christs,
Talk Talk,
Ultra Naté,
The Real Kids,
K-Klass,
Can,
Black Pus,
E-Dancer,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rufus Thomas,
Amon Düül II,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.