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 Tonga and from Lille.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Simply Red to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All DNA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls 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 clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Subhumans,
Todd Terry,
The Offenders,
Matthew Halsall,
Archie Shepp,
Godley & Creme,
Nirvana,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tom Boy,
Minor Threat,
Index,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
JFA,
Pierre Henry,
Terry Callier,
Rakim,
UT,
The Fugs,
The Cowsills,
Peter and Kerry,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Aural Exciters,
Sarah Menescal,
The Gap Band,
Boredoms,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Surgeon,
Neil Young,
Janne Schatter,
MDC,
Black Sheep,
Eli Mardock,
Suburban Knight,
Buzzcocks,
The Skatalites,
Make Up,
Cheater Slicks,
Crime,
10cc,
The Fuzztones,
Sound Behaviour,
EPMD,
Michelle Simonal,
John Holt,
The Human League,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Magazine,
Bobby Sherman,
Fluxion,
The Slits,
Johnny Clarke,
Zero Boys,
Shoche,
Colin Newman,
The Leaves,
Jandek,
Swans,
Morten Harket,
Sandy B,
Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!.
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.