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 Madrid.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Skriet to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Mr. Review. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blackbyrds,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Anthony Braxton,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The New Christs,
Connie Case,
Pierre Henry,
Hardrive,
Fugazi,
Hoover,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sugar Minott,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Tim Buckley,
Gang Starr,
Fatback Band,
Ten City,
Byron Stingily,
Juan Atkins,
Unrelated Segments,
Lou Reed,
Half Japanese,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Audionom,
Man Eating Sloth,
Babytalk,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Roger Hodgson,
Lucky Dragons,
Hasil Adkins,
Barrington Levy,
Glenn Branca,
New York Dolls,
Bobby Sherman,
Magazine,
Sonic Youth,
Derrick Morgan,
Marmalade,
Easy Going,
Dual Sessions,
The Zeros,
Negative Approach,
James White and The Blacks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
10cc,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lightning Bolt,
The Raincoats,
Mars,
The Martian,
Black Bananas,
Wire,
Sonny Sharrock,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Henry Cow,
Circle Jerks,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.