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 Uzbekistan and from Copenhagen.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Shanghai.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Move to the funk 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 The Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord 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 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Coltrane,
Black Moon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kerri Chandler,
David McCallum,
The Last Poets,
Piero Umiliani,
Tears for Fears,
Reuben Wilson,
Zero Boys,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Avey Tare,
Blossom Toes,
The Gories,
Barclay James Harvest,
F. McDonald,
Grey Daturas,
Khruangbin,
Easy Going,
ABC,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Essential Logic,
Mo-Dettes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Panda Bear,
The Music Machine,
X-101,
Byron Stingily,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
UT,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Interpol,
The Dirtbombs,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Black Pus,
Jesper Dahlback,
Soul II Soul,
Dark Day,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Normal,
The Knickerbockers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Eddi Front,
The Vogues,
Ossler,
The Real Kids,
Icehouse,
KRS-One,
Rufus Thomas,
Nirvana,
The Selecter,
Television Personalities,
The Mojo Men,
Roxy Music,
New Age Steppers,
Graham Central Station,
Morten Harket,
The Misunderstood,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Technova,
June Days,
Lalo Schifrin,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.