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 Guinea and from Manchester.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the techno 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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Country Joe & The Fish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Pagans,
Kurtis Blow,
Sound Behaviour,
T.S.O.L.,
the Germs,
Unwound,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Chris Corsano,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Standells,
Ten City,
Robert Görl,
Leonard Cohen,
DJ Style,
The Kinks,
Wings,
Tropical Tobacco,
the Association,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rosa Yemen,
Magma,
MC5,
Piero Umiliani,
the Slits,
Nils Olav,
Rapeman,
Second Layer,
cv313,
Byron Stingily,
Pulsallama,
Organ,
EPMD,
Anakelly,
Oblivians,
Scratch Acid,
Alphaville,
Das Ding,
Nirvana,
Joensuu 1685,
Clear Light,
In Retrospect,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Slave,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Dead C,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
FM Einheit,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Leaves,
David Bowie,
Drive Like Jehu,
Easy Going,
Vainqueur,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Flash Fearless,
Delon & Dalcan,
Electric Prunes,
Aswad,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.