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 Poland and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Jacob Miller to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All The Detroit Cobras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slackers,
New York Dolls,
The Angels of Light,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jandek,
Pierre Henry,
Blancmange,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scion,
Carl Craig,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Gap Band,
Ohio Players,
Tommy Roe,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Derrick May,
Agitation Free,
Reuben Wilson,
Loose Ends,
Fad Gadget,
Eli Mardock,
Kas Product,
Warren Ellis,
The Seeds,
Altered Images,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dennis Brown,
Grey Daturas,
Jacob Miller,
Babytalk,
Wally Richardson,
Whodini,
Underground Resistance,
Black Bananas,
Y Pants,
Fela Kuti,
Royal Trux,
Goldenarms,
Sunsets and Hearts,
F. McDonald,
Agent Orange,
The Smiths,
The Blues Magoos,
The Grass Roots,
Aaron Thompson,
Amon Düül II,
The Dead C,
Youth Brigade,
Lindisfarne,
Negative Approach,
Skaos,
Tubeway Army,
This Heat,
Colin Newman,
Ken Boothe,
Johnny Osbourne,
Oblivians,
Joy Division,
Yaz,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pet Shop Boys,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.