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 Italy and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Soul II Soul to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nirvana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Morten Harket,
Faraquet,
Robert Wyatt,
Robert Hood,
Sugar Minott,
UT,
Iggy Pop,
Pantaleimon,
Barclay James Harvest,
Oblivians,
Moss Icon,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Todd Terry,
Alphaville,
Lou Christie,
The Gap Band,
Erykah Badu,
Bang On A Can,
Schoolly D,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Panda Bear,
Maurizio,
The American Breed,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lightning Bolt,
Supertramp,
Minny Pops,
Man Parrish,
Jacques Brel,
Sound Behaviour,
Kevin Saunderson,
CMW,
Half Japanese,
John Cale,
Flipper,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bauhaus,
Boredoms,
Massinfluence,
The Wake,
Yaz,
Banda Bassotti,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Skaos,
Basic Channel,
The Trojans,
The Index,
Blossom Toes,
Pierre Henry,
The Smoke,
Cal Tjader,
Pet Shop Boys,
Laurel Aitken,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
KRS-One,
Al Stewart,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cybotron,
Camouflage,
Can,
Slave,
the Bar-Kays,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.