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 Bremen.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Howard Jones to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Skaos,
Babytalk,
the Association,
Roxette,
MC5,
Gregory Isaacs,
Brand Nubian,
Whodini,
Cal Tjader,
Danielle Patucci,
Jawbox,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lou Christie,
Marc Almond,
Swell Maps,
PIL,
Girls At Our Best!,
Neil Young,
Au Pairs,
Sister Nancy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The J.B.'s,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Human League,
Moby Grape,
Absolute Body Control,
10cc,
James White and The Blacks,
Stereo Dub,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Mission of Burma,
Johnny Clarke,
Mars,
Bobby Womack,
Goldenarms,
Rhythm & Sound,
Harry Pussy,
Glenn Branca,
Lyres,
Pet Shop Boys,
Yazoo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Deadbeat,
Rod Modell,
Deakin,
Roxy Music,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Rosa Yemen,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nirvana,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
48th St. Collective,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.