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 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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Milan.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
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 Bobby Womack to the rap 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe 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 an arpeggiator and a rhodes 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 mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Red Krayola,
the Swans,
John Coltrane,
Massinfluence,
Iggy Pop,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Moby Grape,
Supertramp,
LL Cool J,
Aaron Thompson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Cramps,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kenny Larkin,
Terrestrial Tones,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cybotron,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Inner City,
Scientists,
David McCallum,
Funky Four + One,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Harry Pussy,
Bill Wells,
June of 44,
Black Sheep,
Carl Craig,
Flash Fearless,
Tubeway Army,
cv313,
Henry Cow,
Los Fastidios,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Avey Tare,
Television Personalities,
Isaac Hayes,
Visage,
Soul Sonic Force,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
In Retrospect,
Deepchord,
The Trojans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Agent Orange,
John Lydon,
Tommy Roe,
Guru Guru,
JFA,
Altered Images,
Gichy Dan,
Wings,
Rapeman,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Barry Ungar,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.