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 East Timor and from Bremen.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tokyo.
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 harpsichord 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 Animal Collective to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
Fad Gadget,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Association,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Monolake,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Moody Blues,
Monks,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Golliwogs,
Porter Ricks,
Fugazi,
Jeru the Damaja,
the Swans,
Delta 5,
Sällskapet,
Average White Band,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ponytail,
The Monks,
Bobby Womack,
Icehouse,
Mark Hollis,
Max Romeo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gang Starr,
The Fall,
L. Decosne,
Country Teasers,
Todd Terry,
Skaos,
Brass Construction,
Matthew Halsall,
Fear,
Ultimate Spinach,
Barry Ungar,
The Stooges,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Grass Roots,
The Beau Brummels,
Girls At Our Best!,
Suburban Knight,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Freddie Wadling,
The Doors,
Sarah Menescal,
the Human League,
Lightning Bolt,
Quando Quango,
The Techniques,
Trumans Water,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scrapy,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jeff Lynne,
Angry Samoans,
Unwound,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.