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 Kosovo and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum 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 Aaron Thompson to the punk 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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
The Misunderstood,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Walker Brothers,
Radiopuhelimet,
Neil Young,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Excepter,
Sonic Youth,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Eric Copeland,
Bush Tetras,
The Sonics,
World's Most,
Ossler,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The United States of America,
The Selecter,
Ronan,
The Zeros,
Schoolly D,
One Last Wish,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Fire Engines,
Anakelly,
Hashim,
Eli Mardock,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Circle Jerks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Technova,
Spoonie Gee,
Lower 48,
Lebanon Hanover,
JFA,
Letta Mbulu,
Tim Buckley,
Inner City,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Monochrome Set,
Joyce Sims,
Yazoo,
Brick,
Harry Pussy,
Derrick May,
Smog,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Doors,
Hardrive,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Basic Channel,
Joe Finger,
MDC,
The Beau Brummels,
Ronnie Foster,
Laurel Aitken,
Sam Rivers,
Nas,
The Blackbyrds,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.