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 Belize and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ponytail to the dance 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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobbi Humphrey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Hoover,
the Germs,
Lakeside,
Metal Thangz,
Fugazi,
Index,
Donny Hathaway,
Stetsasonic,
The Birthday Party,
Scan 7,
Main Source,
The Pretty Things,
Ultimate Spinach,
In Retrospect,
Oneida,
The Motions,
Sonic Youth,
Lebanon Hanover,
Flamin' Groovies,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eurythmics,
John Lydon,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Standells,
Blake Baxter,
K-Klass,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Robert Görl,
The Names,
James White and The Blacks,
Roger Hodgson,
Derrick May,
Desert Stars,
Lucky Dragons,
Khruangbin,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Black Bananas,
Soul Sonic Force,
Quando Quango,
Accadde A,
Television,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Freddie Wadling,
Visage,
Todd Terry,
Todd Rundgren,
Eric B and Rakim,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Adolescents,
Howard Jones,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Cal Tjader,
Monks,
Kerrie Biddell,
X-101,
China Crisis,
New Age Steppers,
Faust,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.