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 Uruguay 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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Connie Case to the jazz 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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba 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 clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Toni Rubio,
Soft Cell,
Soul II Soul,
Joyce Sims,
The Last Poets,
Brand Nubian,
Quantec,
Parry Music,
The Gories,
The Zeros,
Josef K,
Vladislav Delay,
Gerry Rafferty,
the Normal,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Japan,
Neu!,
Gastr Del Sol,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Residents,
Pagans,
Godley & Creme,
John Foxx,
June of 44,
Soul Sonic Force,
Tommy Roe,
the Human League,
Roy Ayers,
Bootsy Collins,
Todd Terry,
The Moody Blues,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rhythm & Sound,
Khruangbin,
A Certain Ratio,
Wally Richardson,
Traffic Nightmare,
LL Cool J,
The Offenders,
Chris & Cosey,
OOIOO,
Absolute Body Control,
Glambeats Corp.,
ABC,
Malaria!,
Jeff Mills,
Procol Harum,
The Pretty Things,
Aural Exciters,
Michelle Simonal,
AZ,
Robert Wyatt,
Fad Gadget,
Cymande,
Stockholm Monsters,
Patti Smith,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Remains,
The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed.
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.