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 Brazil and from New York.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the 808 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 The Raincoats to the jazz 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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Clear Light,
Erasure,
Gerry Rafferty,
Josef K,
Kayak,
Rekid,
Funkadelic,
Main Source,
Essential Logic,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Adolescents,
Big Daddy Kane,
Matthew Halsall,
Marvin Gaye,
Scan 7,
Flash Fearless,
Robert Wyatt,
Lower 48,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Half Japanese,
Urselle,
The Raincoats,
Hashim,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Glenn Branca,
Michelle Simonal,
Mo-Dettes,
Country Teasers,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gichy Dan,
Spandau Ballet,
Outsiders,
Radio Birdman,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Yazoo,
The Martian,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Silicon Teens,
Piero Umiliani,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Birthday Party,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Drexciya,
Janne Schatter,
Sexual Harrassment,
Soul Sonic Force,
Thompson Twins,
the Swans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Alarm Clocks,
Oneida,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Trumans Water,
Aaron Thompson,
Darondo,
Ronan,
Stiv Bators,
FM Einheit,
Los Fastidios,
Roy Ayers,
The Star Department,
The Searchers,
Carl Craig,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.