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 Guinea-Bissau and from Mexico City.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Trojans to the rap 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 The Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
Todd Rundgren,
Dual Sessions,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bluetip,
The Neon Judgement,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bill Wells,
The Velvet Underground,
Johnny Clarke,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Malaria!,
Arthur Verocai,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bob Dylan,
In Retrospect,
Maleditus Sound,
Matthew Halsall,
Jacob Miller,
Iggy Pop,
John Holt,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sällskapet,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Drive Like Jehu,
Television Personalities,
Mandrill,
OOIOO,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Glenn Branca,
David Bowie,
Joe Smooth,
Barrington Levy,
the Soft Cell,
Circle Jerks,
The Motions,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
E-Dancer,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ituana,
DJ Sneak,
Warsaw,
Man Parrish,
Roxette,
Accadde A,
Outsiders,
Cameo,
Little Man,
Swell Maps,
Lyres,
Henry Cow,
Fat Boys,
Chris Corsano,
UT,
Alphaville,
R.M.O.,
Tim Buckley,
Amazonics,
The Mojo Men,
The Moody Blues,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Index,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.