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 Liechtenstein and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 synthesizer 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 DeepChord presents Echospace to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 the Association. All the underground hits.
All Tropical Tobacco tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Jawbox,
Warsaw,
The Remains,
Stetsasonic,
Sister Nancy,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Sonics,
Kevin Saunderson,
Unwound,
Pagans,
Agent Orange,
China Crisis,
Lyres,
Scan 7,
Boz Scaggs,
The Dead C,
Wings,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Groovy Waters,
Ultravox,
Marmalade,
The Saints,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Warren Ellis,
The Moody Blues,
The Index,
Harry Pussy,
Average White Band,
Skriet,
kango's stein massive,
Grauzone,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Yusef Lateef,
Jandek,
Ossler,
Alphaville,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Mars,
Black Pus,
Oneida,
The Gladiators,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Evens,
Mad Mike,
Goldenarms,
Massinfluence,
R.M.O.,
the Slits,
Max Romeo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Surgeon,
Eddi Front,
Minny Pops,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Dead Boys,
The Music Machine,
Sugar Minott,
Delta 5,
Nirvana,
DJ Style,
The Vogues,
Brass Construction,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.