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 Madagascar and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Essential Logic to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Make Up,
Agent Orange,
Saccharine Trust,
Quantec,
Minor Threat,
the Swans,
Rites of Spring,
Chris & Cosey,
The Electric Prunes,
Au Pairs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Cramps,
Interpol,
Second Layer,
Tomorrow,
Barrington Levy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bobby Sherman,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rod Modell,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Stooges,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kaleidoscope,
Matthew Halsall,
Mantronix,
Ludus,
Scion,
Inner City,
Tres Demented,
Lyres,
EPMD,
Sound Behaviour,
Boredoms,
Aloha Tigers,
The Fugs,
Funky Four + One,
The Blackbyrds,
Max Romeo,
Model 500,
Hot Snakes,
U.S. Maple,
Brand Nubian,
June of 44,
Al Stewart,
Brass Construction,
Skaos,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Wake,
Alton Ellis,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Avey Tare,
Crooked Eye,
Dual Sessions,
The Victims,
Bluetip,
Lightning Bolt,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.