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 Slovenia and from Beijing.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the 808 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 Khruangbin to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Supertramp,
Mr. Review,
Aural Exciters,
Moebius,
Symarip,
Angry Samoans,
Yazoo,
Ten City,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
a-ha,
The Kinks,
Newcleus,
Dawn Penn,
Section 25,
Arthur Verocai,
Archie Shepp,
The J.B.'s,
Oneida,
Chris & Cosey,
Arab on Radar,
Stereo Dub,
Jeff Mills,
Smog,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Maleditus Sound,
Roger Hodgson,
Technova,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Black Sheep,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Toni Rubio,
Lindisfarne,
Eden Ahbez,
Eurythmics,
Unwound,
Sex Pistols,
The Doors,
Scrapy,
Guru Guru,
Soul II Soul,
The Beau Brummels,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Monochrome Set,
Sight & Sound,
Monolake,
Zero Boys,
Fatback Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Joensuu 1685,
Alice Coltrane,
Idris Muhammad,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fela Kuti,
The Last Poets,
Rapeman,
Pole,
The Slits,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.