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 Barbados and from Copenhagen.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Cybotron to the dance 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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rapeman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wasted Youth,
Siglo XX,
The Grass Roots,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Pop Group,
Sly & The Family Stone,
D'Angelo,
The Angels of Light,
Yazoo,
Duran Duran,
Das Ding,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Knickerbockers,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Techniques,
Goldenarms,
Gang of Four,
Pole,
New Order,
The Busters,
Joyce Sims,
Aural Exciters,
Bluetip,
Franke,
The Vogues,
Judy Mowatt,
Stetsasonic,
David McCallum,
Q65,
Moebius,
Nik Kershaw,
Swell Maps,
Khruangbin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bauhaus,
Morten Harket,
Average White Band,
FM Einheit,
Clear Light,
Trumans Water,
Eric Copeland,
Qualms,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Heaven 17,
Quando Quango,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Juan Atkins,
Leonard Cohen,
Fela Kuti,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Electric Prunes,
Crime,
Donny Hathaway,
Marcia Griffiths,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Black Dice,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Boz Scaggs,
The Cramps,
The American Breed,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.