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 South Africa and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Popol Vuh to the disco 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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Dennis Brown,
The Blues Magoos,
Erykah Badu,
Section 25,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The United States of America,
Derrick Morgan,
Thompson Twins,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Hasil Adkins,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Vladislav Delay,
the Swans,
Connie Case,
The Invisible,
T. Rex,
China Crisis,
The Sound,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Names,
Radio Birdman,
Soul II Soul,
Lucky Dragons,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Techniques,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pierre Henry,
The Velvet Underground,
Minnie Riperton,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Stooges,
John Coltrane,
Silicon Teens,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Quando Quango,
KRS-One,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Cybotron,
L. Decosne,
Scion,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Black Dice,
Parry Music,
The Five Americans,
Slick Rick,
Bill Wells,
Theoretical Girls,
Yusef Lateef,
Rosa Yemen,
Ken Boothe,
Glenn Branca,
Nick Fraelich,
The New Christs,
Joensuu 1685,
Oblivians,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Avey Tare,
the Germs,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.