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 Singapore and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Spoonie Gee to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
New Age Steppers,
Sixth Finger,
Ultravox,
Jandek,
Swell Maps,
London Community Gospel Choir,
DNA,
Aural Exciters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Television,
Sound Behaviour,
Bob Dylan,
The Detroit Cobras,
Marmalade,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Whodini,
Alison Limerick,
The Cowsills,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Angels of Light,
Average White Band,
The Music Machine,
Warsaw,
cv313,
The Index,
Deadbeat,
Bobby Byrd,
Franke,
Jimmy McGriff,
Smog,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Delta 5,
the Bar-Kays,
Faust,
David Axelrod,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scion,
Dead Boys,
Thompson Twins,
Los Fastidios,
Heaven 17,
Don Cherry,
ABC,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Wire,
Thee Headcoats,
Sonic Youth,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Janne Schatter,
Skarface,
Nils Olav,
The United States of America,
The Neon Judgement,
Nik Kershaw,
Aswad,
Flamin' Groovies,
Morten Harket,
Yaz,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.