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 Vanuatu and from Halifax.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 808 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the techno 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 Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smoke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ultimate Spinach,
Groovy Waters,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Grey Daturas,
Tears for Fears,
Isaac Hayes,
U.S. Maple,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ultra Naté,
Charles Mingus,
Mark Hollis,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Young Rascals,
Marvin Gaye,
Dave Gahan,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jandek,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
DNA,
Al Stewart,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jeff Mills,
Monolake,
Robert Görl,
The Selecter,
48th St. Collective,
the Association,
The Offenders,
Absolute Body Control,
Youth Brigade,
Anakelly,
Trumans Water,
Los Fastidios,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Outsiders,
Ronnie Foster,
Cal Tjader,
Masters at Work,
The Doors,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Misunderstood,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Massinfluence,
The Pop Group,
Idris Muhammad,
In Retrospect,
Pet Shop Boys,
Stiv Bators,
Section 25,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mantronix,
Ludus,
Schoolly D,
Black Moon,
Avey Tare,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.