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 Sri Lanka and from Salvador.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Janne Schatter to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Barrington Levy,
Fela Kuti,
Todd Terry,
Smog,
The Barracudas,
Tomorrow,
PIL,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The United States of America,
The Kinks,
Grey Daturas,
The Skatalites,
Buzzcocks,
Arthur Verocai,
Roy Ayers,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Saints,
Pagans,
Morten Harket,
Cecil Taylor,
Aaron Thompson,
the Human League,
Severed Heads,
Dave Gahan,
Jerry's Kids,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Black Flag,
the Swans,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Trumans Water,
Radiohead,
Tom Boy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Fall,
Agitation Free,
Marshall Jefferson,
Wally Richardson,
Sound Behaviour,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Man Parrish,
Liliput,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Fortunes,
Young Marble Giants,
Davy DMX,
Loose Ends,
Blancmange,
Panda Bear,
James White and The Blacks,
Radio Birdman,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Boz Scaggs,
Minnie Riperton,
Peter & Gordon,
Banda Bassotti,
Minutemen,
The Knickerbockers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.