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 Vanuatu and from Milan.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the marimba 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 The Raincoats to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
The Standells,
Television Personalities,
Minny Pops,
Hardrive,
Iggy Pop,
Clear Light,
Talk Talk,
Soft Machine,
The Busters,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gang Green,
Yusef Lateef,
Sun Ra,
Brand Nubian,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tears for Fears,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rod Modell,
Arthur Verocai,
Camouflage,
Dawn Penn,
Derrick May,
Lightning Bolt,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Cure,
Kaleidoscope,
Kurtis Blow,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Todd Terry,
Subhumans,
Albert Ayler,
June of 44,
Marvin Gaye,
Kas Product,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Smiths,
The Seeds,
Neu!,
MDC,
Letta Mbulu,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kenny Larkin,
Rites of Spring,
Nas,
Babytalk,
These Immortal Souls,
Zero Boys,
Roxette,
Lower 48,
Lyres,
Black Flag,
Eddi Front,
Sonic Youth,
FM Einheit,
Visage,
Lee Hazlewood,
Half Japanese,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.