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 Japan and from Milan.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 oboe 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Radiohead,
David Axelrod,
The Techniques,
Minutemen,
Jerry's Kids,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Music Machine,
Con Funk Shun,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
U.S. Maple,
Circle Jerks,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sparks,
Ronan,
Depeche Mode,
Juan Atkins,
Hasil Adkins,
Gang Starr,
Eurythmics,
Rakim,
Bizarre Inc.,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pantaleimon,
Ultravox,
Letta Mbulu,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ralphi Rosario,
Roxy Music,
Wire,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Eric Copeland,
the Slits,
Todd Rundgren,
Funky Four + One,
The Monochrome Set,
Pylon,
Peter & Gordon,
Cybotron,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Crash Course in Science,
Masters at Work,
Tres Demented,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Aural Exciters,
Altered Images,
Agitation Free,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Junior Murvin,
R.M.O.,
Main Source,
The Dead C,
Y Pants,
Boz Scaggs,
Blossom Toes,
New Age Steppers,
Joe Finger,
Peter and Kerry,
Tom Boy,
Camberwell Now,
The Stooges,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.