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 Russia and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 snare 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 Eurythmics 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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Barry Ungar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang of Four,
Young Marble Giants,
The Smiths,
Interpol,
the Germs,
Kayak,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jeff Lynne,
Supertramp,
Terrestrial Tones,
Dual Sessions,
Pagans,
Scientists,
Motorama,
Kurtis Blow,
This Heat,
The Techniques,
Sun City Girls,
Tim Buckley,
Sonic Youth,
The Litter,
Rufus Thomas,
Youth Brigade,
Thompson Twins,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Curtis Mayfield,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eli Mardock,
Wire,
R.M.O.,
The Happenings,
Blake Baxter,
Japan,
Jacques Brel,
Icehouse,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Leaves,
The Martian,
Amon Düül II,
The Slits,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gong,
Underground Resistance,
Fifty Foot Hose,
These Immortal Souls,
Crispy Ambulance,
Crime,
World's Most,
Sparks,
Brothers Johnson,
Charles Mingus,
Sarah Menescal,
The Cure,
Unwound,
Echospace,
Trumans Water,
H. Thieme,
Neu!,
the Fania All-Stars,
Grauzone,
The Zeros,
Erykah Badu,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.