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 Kenya and from Portland.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Fall to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tubeway Army,
Gang Starr,
DNA,
The Slits,
Peter and Kerry,
Eric Dolphy,
The Saints,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Altered Images,
Cymande,
Hashim,
Skriet,
The Velvet Underground,
JFA,
The Black Dice,
the Bar-Kays,
Sun City Girls,
Rod Modell,
48th St. Collective,
Masters at Work,
The Count Five,
Sugar Minott,
Gabor Szabo,
Niagra,
Bad Manners,
MDC,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Agitation Free,
Popol Vuh,
Dave Gahan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Public Image Ltd.,
KRS-One,
Roger Hodgson,
The Move,
Aswad,
Hasil Adkins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Section 25,
Q65,
Thompson Twins,
Josef K,
Kurtis Blow,
Goldenarms,
The Monochrome Set,
The Five Americans,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Wings,
Jimmy McGriff,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Warsaw,
Patti Smith,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
FM Einheit,
Andrew Hill,
Swans,
Crooked Eye,
Animal Collective,
Scientists,
Sight & Sound,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.