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 Senegal and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Tres Demented to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
Ponytail,
Procol Harum,
Sexual Harrassment,
Altered Images,
Marvin Gaye,
Joey Negro,
Television Personalities,
Derrick May,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
10cc,
Man Parrish,
48th St. Collective,
Jerry's Kids,
kango's stein massive,
Dorothy Ashby,
Unrelated Segments,
ABBA,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mars,
Nick Fraelich,
Barry Ungar,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Juan Atkins,
Public Enemy,
Saccharine Trust,
Monks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pantytec,
Interpol,
Royal Trux,
Funkadelic,
Masters at Work,
Main Source,
PIL,
The Invisible,
Monolake,
Nas,
Babytalk,
Eric Copeland,
The Standells,
The Blackbyrds,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sonic Youth,
Massinfluence,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Techniques,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Harmonia,
Minny Pops,
Oneida,
Yusef Lateef,
The Offenders,
T.S.O.L.,
The Evens,
Liliput,
Y Pants,
The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C.
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.