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 Tanzania and from Accra.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Junior Murvin 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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
Ronnie Foster,
Dead Boys,
Yellowson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Half Japanese,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Soul II Soul,
The Index,
Blancmange,
Dennis Brown,
The Move,
Scratch Acid,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sällskapet,
Intrusion,
Scan 7,
Chris Corsano,
Leonard Cohen,
Visage,
Mandrill,
Minny Pops,
Section 25,
Minor Threat,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Shadows of Knight,
New Order,
Jimmy McGriff,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Unwound,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Interpol,
The J.B.'s,
Country Joe & The Fish,
DNA,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bob Dylan,
The Busters,
D'Angelo,
the Sonics,
Tom Boy,
The Beau Brummels,
Fatback Band,
Neu!,
The United States of America,
Organ,
Spandau Ballet,
Black Flag,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Stooges,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Deadbeat,
the Bar-Kays,
Sound Behaviour,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Hasil Adkins,
the Slits,
The Residents,
The Sound,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.