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 Nauru and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 Mumbai and Shanghai.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Nico to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Joe Finger,
Mark Hollis,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Quadrant,
Pantytec,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jerry's Kids,
In Retrospect,
Reuben Wilson,
Iggy Pop,
The Gories,
Whodini,
Jawbox,
Aloha Tigers,
Bootsy Collins,
Scan 7,
Sällskapet,
Wings,
Make Up,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Stiv Bators,
Scion,
The Music Machine,
Gastr Del Sol,
Terry Callier,
Popol Vuh,
Nas,
Graham Central Station,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Soft Cell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Arab on Radar,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Alton Ellis,
Symarip,
Derrick Morgan,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eli Mardock,
The Slackers,
The Saints,
Maleditus Sound,
The Cure,
Donny Hathaway,
Accadde A,
Wasted Youth,
Supertramp,
Roxette,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bluetip,
U.S. Maple,
Nirvana,
Zapp,
Wally Richardson,
The Leaves,
The Velvet Underground,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.