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 Afghanistan and from Manchester.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The J.B.'s to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hardrive,
Intrusion,
Black Flag,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Smoke,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Magma,
The Black Dice,
Agitation Free,
Eli Mardock,
the Germs,
Sam Rivers,
The Walker Brothers,
The Doors,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
F. McDonald,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Make Up,
Eden Ahbez,
Kas Product,
Zero Boys,
Neu!,
Crash Course in Science,
The Index,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Joey Negro,
Albert Ayler,
La Düsseldorf,
Wasted Youth,
Chrome,
Mission of Burma,
Arthur Verocai,
Ronan,
CMW,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The J.B.'s,
DJ Sneak,
Nirvana,
The Raincoats,
David Axelrod,
Heaven 17,
Severed Heads,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scion,
The Dave Clark Five,
JFA,
Excepter,
In Retrospect,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kaleidoscope,
Average White Band,
The Fugs,
Idris Muhammad,
The Birthday Party,
Black Bananas,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Roger Hodgson,
X-102,
Anakelly,
Reuben Wilson,
Aural Exciters,
X-Ray Spex,
Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano.
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.