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 Swaziland and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 Manchester and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 oboe 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warsaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Sonic Youth,
Brick,
Derrick May,
The Seeds,
Connie Case,
The Gap Band,
Brand Nubian,
JFA,
Jerry's Kids,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Q65,
Pharoah Sanders,
ABC,
DJ Style,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Victims,
Joy Division,
Scan 7,
Aaron Thompson,
Ice-T,
the Swans,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Johnny Clarke,
Khruangbin,
Henry Cow,
Radio Birdman,
Byron Stingily,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Eric Copeland,
Arcadia,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Move,
Kurtis Blow,
Black Flag,
David Bowie,
Parry Music,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Deadbeat,
Aural Exciters,
Siglo XX,
Althea and Donna,
Buzzcocks,
Stiv Bators,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Modern Lovers,
Nils Olav,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Barracudas,
Organ,
Nirvana,
Laurel Aitken,
Aloha Tigers,
Babytalk,
Trumans Water,
The Blues Magoos,
The Cure,
Crime,
KRS-One,
Harmonia,
John Holt,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.