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 Palau 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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 theremin 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 Nirvana to the techno 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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Buzzcocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Gang Starr,
Soul Sonic Force,
Scientists,
Eli Mardock,
Bootsy Collins,
Bauhaus,
the Human League,
Black Pus,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Trojans,
Camberwell Now,
Gang Green,
Amon Düül,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Throbbing Gristle,
Aloha Tigers,
The Martian,
Motorama,
Suicide,
Curtis Mayfield,
Reuben Wilson,
Echospace,
Pere Ubu,
Erasure,
Janne Schatter,
Barrington Levy,
Drexciya,
Blancmange,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mad Mike,
The Dirtbombs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Mojo Men,
Moebius,
The Music Machine,
Jawbox,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Dual Sessions,
Fat Boys,
Fad Gadget,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Japan,
Juan Atkins,
Audionom,
Dorothy Ashby,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Talk Talk,
The American Breed,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Motions,
Mars,
Joy Division,
Toni Rubio,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sarah Menescal,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Eric Copeland,
Gang of Four,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.