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 Somalia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 marimba 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 Godley & Creme 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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ken Boothe,
Todd Terry,
The Star Department,
Sexual Harrassment,
Main Source,
Tim Buckley,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Neil Young,
Kas Product,
The Moleskins,
Flamin' Groovies,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Glenn Branca,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pantytec,
Royal Trux,
Funky Four + One,
Camberwell Now,
Godley & Creme,
D'Angelo,
Mission of Burma,
The Searchers,
Interpol,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
New York Dolls,
The Trojans,
Blake Baxter,
Iggy Pop,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Velvet Underground,
Nico,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Wally Richardson,
Sex Pistols,
The Vogues,
Q and Not U,
the Bar-Kays,
One Last Wish,
Quantec,
Matthew Halsall,
Josef K,
X-102,
Alison Limerick,
Peter and Kerry,
Jandek,
FM Einheit,
Wire,
Colin Newman,
Black Flag,
Harry Pussy,
JFA,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
ABBA,
Mad Mike,
AZ,
kango's stein massive,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.