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 Netherlands and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 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 Aswad to the jazz 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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blake Baxter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
Visage,
Electric Prunes,
Skriet,
The Invisible,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Peter & Gordon,
The Electric Prunes,
Ultimate Spinach,
Aaron Thompson,
Amon Düül II,
The Real Kids,
The Detroit Cobras,
Wally Richardson,
Y Pants,
Moby Grape,
The Saints,
Stockholm Monsters,
Agent Orange,
Dave Gahan,
Boogie Down Productions,
Black Flag,
Derrick May,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lucky Dragons,
The Monochrome Set,
Kevin Saunderson,
Arab on Radar,
MC5,
Bad Manners,
Sarah Menescal,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Girls At Our Best!,
Vainqueur,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sound Behaviour,
The Smiths,
The Vogues,
Glenn Branca,
Eve St. Jones,
Aloha Tigers,
Public Enemy,
The Move,
Black Moon,
The Fortunes,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Mojo Men,
Bobby Sherman,
Bronski Beat,
Simply Red,
The Wake,
The Happenings,
Slave,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Black Sheep,
Gichy Dan,
Quadrant,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cal Tjader,
Fat Boys,
Roxy Music,
Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.
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.