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 Monaco and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ 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 Minor Threat to the rock 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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Inner City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
Sam Rivers,
The Durutti Column,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Marmalade,
Joey Negro,
Archie Shepp,
Scion,
Khruangbin,
Warsaw,
Prince Buster,
The Black Dice,
Glenn Branca,
Half Japanese,
Radiohead,
Soul II Soul,
Make Up,
Second Layer,
Cal Tjader,
The Walker Brothers,
Minutemen,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Barracudas,
Rosa Yemen,
Scott Walker,
In Retrospect,
Robert Görl,
A Certain Ratio,
The Smiths,
Bush Tetras,
The Techniques,
World's Most,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pole,
Blancmange,
Bobby Sherman,
Tubeway Army,
Von Mondo,
Ossler,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nico,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Birthday Party,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Henry Cow,
Bobby Womack,
Aaron Thompson,
Wings,
Siglo XX,
Swell Maps,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Vainqueur,
John Coltrane,
Depeche Mode,
June Days,
Eden Ahbez,
Brass Construction,
Main Source,
The Modern Lovers,
Grey Daturas,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.