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 Grenada and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Mars to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Divine Comedy,
Yusef Lateef,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Marc Almond,
Public Enemy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Monolake,
Jeru the Damaja,
Royal Trux,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Parry Music,
Radiopuhelimet,
Grauzone,
Mars,
Kenny Larkin,
Sixth Finger,
Hoover,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Last Poets,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Yaz,
Eurythmics,
The Fugs,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sugar Minott,
The United States of America,
Cheater Slicks,
Matthew Halsall,
The Saints,
Neu!,
Kerrie Biddell,
Loose Ends,
Ralphi Rosario,
Barbara Tucker,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
cv313,
The Selecter,
New Age Steppers,
Don Cherry,
Stetsasonic,
Newcleus,
Hardrive,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rakim,
Dennis Brown,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Smiths,
Robert Görl,
MDC,
Roxy Music,
the Human League,
Nick Fraelich,
Metal Thangz,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ohio Players,
Piero Umiliani,
Slick Rick,
Angry Samoans,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Buckinghams,
The Shadows of Knight,
Funky Four + One,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.