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 Niger and from Manila.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Calgary.
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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Blake Baxter to the crunk 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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Graham Central Station,
Deepchord,
Pole,
Junior Murvin,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Zero Boys,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Moby Grape,
Angry Samoans,
The Divine Comedy,
Chris Corsano,
Depeche Mode,
Chrome,
Liliput,
Yusef Lateef,
One Last Wish,
CMW,
Sound Behaviour,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Litter,
Stereo Dub,
EPMD,
Joe Finger,
Harmonia,
The Evens,
Pere Ubu,
Pulsallama,
Soulsonic Force,
Blake Baxter,
Jacques Brel,
Television Personalities,
Moss Icon,
Crispian St. Peters,
Unrelated Segments,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dawn Penn,
Roxy Music,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Negative Approach,
The Five Americans,
Funky Four + One,
Flash Fearless,
Khruangbin,
Arab on Radar,
Iggy Pop,
Shoche,
Talk Talk,
Slave,
Max Romeo,
Rod Modell,
Sight & Sound,
Newcleus,
Delon & Dalcan,
Guru Guru,
The Trojans,
The Moody Blues,
The United States of America,
Vainqueur,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Gun Club,
The J.B.'s,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.