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 Australia and from London.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Bremen.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Slick Rick to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sound,
Mantronix,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Absolute Body Control,
The Moleskins,
Idris Muhammad,
The Red Krayola,
Wings,
Simply Red,
X-102,
Marvin Gaye,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Grey Daturas,
Zapp,
Hot Snakes,
Pierre Henry,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Misunderstood,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
June Days,
Derrick May,
Glenn Branca,
The Smiths,
T. Rex,
Moby Grape,
Black Flag,
Janne Schatter,
Gichy Dan,
Gregory Isaacs,
Joyce Sims,
Oneida,
Ossler,
Ornette Coleman,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Deepchord,
Electric Prunes,
Drexciya,
Piero Umiliani,
Leonard Cohen,
Patti Smith,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Cameo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Nick Fraelich,
Barry Ungar,
Second Layer,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Flesh Eaters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Real Kids,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marine Girls,
David Axelrod,
Slick Rick,
Ronnie Foster,
Section 25,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
AZ,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.