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 Guinea and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 güiro 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 Radiopuhelimet to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Surgeon,
Rotary Connection,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Peter and Kerry,
Aural Exciters,
The Victims,
The Gladiators,
Schoolly D,
The Saints,
Tears for Fears,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Fortunes,
OOIOO,
Nation of Ulysses,
Leonard Cohen,
The Mummies,
Kenny Larkin,
Gang Starr,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ronnie Foster,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
World's Most,
UT,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sugar Minott,
New York Dolls,
Underground Resistance,
Pole,
Joensuu 1685,
the Slits,
Wasted Youth,
The Associates,
Bluetip,
Al Stewart,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gichy Dan,
Pagans,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Stetsasonic,
Robert Görl,
La Düsseldorf,
Pharoah Sanders,
Laurel Aitken,
Los Fastidios,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Swell Maps,
Deakin,
The Durutti Column,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Derrick Morgan,
Icehouse,
Audionom,
The Cure,
Bill Near,
The Young Rascals,
Fatback Band,
John Holt,
the Sonics,
Lower 48,
the Association,
Spoonie Gee,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.