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 Uruguay and from Lyon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Nico to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kings Of Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Smog,
Zapp,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Kinks,
The Skatalites,
Barbara Tucker,
Vainqueur,
Matthew Bourne,
ABBA,
The Tremeloes,
Depeche Mode,
Chris Corsano,
Lakeside,
The Angels of Light,
Tim Buckley,
the Normal,
The Electric Prunes,
Easy Going,
Infiniti,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Leonard Cohen,
Roxette,
Y Pants,
Derrick May,
Swell Maps,
Radiohead,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Young Marble Giants,
Marmalade,
Agent Orange,
John Cale,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
EPMD,
Sonic Youth,
Blake Baxter,
Derrick Morgan,
The Wake,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Radio Birdman,
Todd Terry,
Motorama,
Erykah Badu,
Tom Boy,
Minutemen,
Q65,
Amazonics,
Erasure,
Bauhaus,
Pierre Henry,
Lyres,
Tres Demented,
Susan Cadogan,
Faust,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Malaria!,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jesper Dahlback,
A Certain Ratio,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
OOIOO,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.