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 Djibouti and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 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 Dark Day to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
MDC,
Flash Fearless,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Laurel Aitken,
Cal Tjader,
The Wake,
John Holt,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Darondo,
Sällskapet,
Tomorrow,
June of 44,
Gang Starr,
Warren Ellis,
Sound Behaviour,
Stereo Dub,
Severed Heads,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Fall,
Tubeway Army,
The Last Poets,
Magma,
Yusef Lateef,
The Kinks,
Tommy Roe,
The Zeros,
Excepter,
The Moody Blues,
Jandek,
Marine Girls,
R.M.O.,
Suburban Knight,
cv313,
the Association,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jerry's Kids,
X-101,
Gong,
Bill Wells,
K-Klass,
Throbbing Gristle,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rosa Yemen,
Kas Product,
Avey Tare,
Jimmy McGriff,
Television Personalities,
The Dave Clark Five,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
B.T. Express,
The Doobie Brothers,
Howard Jones,
UT,
LL Cool J,
Ornette Coleman,
the Human League,
Q and Not U,
Outsiders,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.