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 Portugal and from Delhi.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Metal Thangz 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 The Five Americans. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Smiths,
Bobby Byrd,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Roxy Music,
The Real Kids,
Marshall Jefferson,
Massinfluence,
the Bar-Kays,
Eric Dolphy,
Cameo,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Negative Approach,
Pussy Galore,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gerry Rafferty,
Spandau Ballet,
Little Man,
Reuben Wilson,
Radiopuhelimet,
Minnie Riperton,
Cecil Taylor,
Steve Hackett,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sister Nancy,
Stetsasonic,
Silicon Teens,
Hashim,
Agitation Free,
Heaven 17,
Goldenarms,
Dark Day,
Robert Hood,
Niagra,
A Certain Ratio,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
KRS-One,
Bronski Beat,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nico,
Sonic Youth,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Severed Heads,
Loose Ends,
Warsaw,
F. McDonald,
Cybotron,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Dave Clark Five,
Andrew Hill,
PIL,
Carl Craig,
David McCallum,
Qualms,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pagans,
Gil Scott Heron,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Dead C,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.