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 Seychelles and from Houston.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lagos.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sister Nancy 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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim 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 an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Martian,
Khruangbin,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Excepter,
Scion,
Roxy Music,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sound Behaviour,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bush Tetras,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Cowsills,
Aloha Tigers,
Wasted Youth,
the Slits,
Hot Snakes,
Ossler,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Neu!,
Cheater Slicks,
A Certain Ratio,
Sonic Youth,
Rufus Thomas,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Absolute Body Control,
Black Pus,
The Dead C,
Funkadelic,
D'Angelo,
Interpol,
Lebanon Hanover,
Brick,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
DJ Sneak,
Public Image Ltd.,
Yusef Lateef,
The Slackers,
Los Fastidios,
Jawbox,
Morten Harket,
Eric B and Rakim,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Scratch Acid,
cv313,
Nico,
Mars,
Bobby Byrd,
New Age Steppers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Delta 5,
Joy Division,
The Buckinghams,
Lalann,
The Victims,
T. Rex,
Von Mondo,
Dave Gahan,
Basic Channel,
Nils Olav,
Mission of Burma,
The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths.
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.