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 Samoa and from Sao Paulo.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Magma to the crunk 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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Grauzone,
Outsiders,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Blossom Toes,
The Dave Clark Five,
Icehouse,
Shoche,
Soul II Soul,
Lee Hazlewood,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Althea and Donna,
The Velvet Underground,
Sam Rivers,
Magazine,
Roxy Music,
Max Romeo,
Ultravox,
Symarip,
Mission of Burma,
Swell Maps,
Blake Baxter,
The Fall,
Bill Near,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
New York Dolls,
Lou Christie,
John Lydon,
La Düsseldorf,
Sonic Youth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Walker Brothers,
These Immortal Souls,
Mary Jane Girls,
Brick,
The Pretty Things,
The Pop Group,
Fluxion,
Eli Mardock,
Trumans Water,
Nation of Ulysses,
Joey Negro,
Henry Cow,
Fatback Band,
Banda Bassotti,
Don Cherry,
The Grass Roots,
Roy Ayers,
Bill Wells,
Bauhaus,
Flipper,
Robert Wyatt,
Tears for Fears,
Suburban Knight,
Pierre Henry,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Schoolly D,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.