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 Iraq 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the jazz 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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oneida,
Brass Construction,
Japan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Wire,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gregory Isaacs,
Slave,
Todd Rundgren,
The Knickerbockers,
Shuggie Otis,
Grauzone,
Skarface,
Whodini,
Soulsonic Force,
Q and Not U,
Henry Cow,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Michelle Simonal,
Delta 5,
Lindisfarne,
Eric Dolphy,
Fluxion,
Los Fastidios,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Janne Schatter,
EPMD,
The Mojo Men,
Roxette,
Thee Headcoats,
Terry Callier,
Warren Ellis,
Marmalade,
Ultra Naté,
Judy Mowatt,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Mark Hollis,
John Foxx,
The Trojans,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
David Axelrod,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
New Order,
PIL,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Dirtbombs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gang Green,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Erykah Badu,
a-ha,
Trumans Water,
Surgeon,
Television Personalities,
Robert Wyatt,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Eve St. Jones,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.