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 Vietnam and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Josef K to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
Bronski Beat,
Rhythm & Sound,
Intrusion,
Black Sheep,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Remains,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Pop Group,
Tommy Roe,
Boz Scaggs,
Ultra Naté,
David Axelrod,
Pussy Galore,
Camberwell Now,
Bad Manners,
Lightning Bolt,
The Alarm Clocks,
Easy Going,
Pulsallama,
The Count Five,
The Raincoats,
Robert Wyatt,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Soulsonic Force,
The Barracudas,
The Divine Comedy,
Dead Boys,
The J.B.'s,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Buckinghams,
Ken Boothe,
Joensuu 1685,
Silicon Teens,
The Smoke,
Robert Görl,
Main Source,
Lou Christie,
Echospace,
Public Image Ltd.,
Roxy Music,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Faraquet,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Sound,
Avey Tare,
Scan 7,
Eric Dolphy,
Erasure,
The Leaves,
The Five Americans,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Toni Rubio,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Chris Corsano,
Funkadelic,
Byron Stingily,
Theoretical Girls,
Quadrant,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Glambeats Corp.,
Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim.
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.