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 Uruguay and from Glasgow.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Sex Pistols to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
L. Decosne,
Dual Sessions,
Anakelly,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Symarip,
Harry Pussy,
Chrome,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fatback Band,
Boz Scaggs,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lower 48,
Skriet,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Joyce Sims,
David McCallum,
The Sound,
Marvin Gaye,
Easy Going,
Zapp,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Oneida,
Wire,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Idris Muhammad,
Moebius,
10cc,
The Names,
The Pretty Things,
Bobby Byrd,
Gerry Rafferty,
Don Cherry,
Adolescents,
Junior Murvin,
Gabor Szabo,
Quando Quango,
Nils Olav,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Shoche,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
June Days,
X-Ray Spex,
Wasted Youth,
Frankie Knuckles,
Metal Thangz,
Sam Rivers,
The Martian,
The Slackers,
Davy DMX,
The Birthday Party,
Amon Düül II,
the Normal,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Real Kids,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.