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 Micronesia 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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe 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 Absolute Body Control 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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nirvana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Vogues,
EPMD,
Swans,
Crispian St. Peters,
John Foxx,
Con Funk Shun,
Jerry's Kids,
Groovy Waters,
Fluxion,
Brass Construction,
Spoonie Gee,
Patti Smith,
Delta 5,
Jeff Lynne,
Oneida,
Grauzone,
The Mummies,
Pierre Henry,
The Names,
The Misunderstood,
Outsiders,
X-102,
Jeff Mills,
David McCallum,
Susan Cadogan,
Max Romeo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Todd Terry,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Danielle Patucci,
Tom Boy,
LL Cool J,
Toni Rubio,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pet Shop Boys,
Royal Trux,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Soulsonic Force,
UT,
The Doors,
Minnie Riperton,
Joyce Sims,
Niagra,
AZ,
John Lydon,
Idris Muhammad,
The Raincoats,
PIL,
Yusef Lateef,
Rapeman,
Stetsasonic,
Stereo Dub,
The Doobie Brothers,
Cybotron,
Surgeon,
X-101,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Q65,
Gerry Rafferty,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.