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 East Timor and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum 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 Marine Girls to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Peter and Kerry,
Essential Logic,
Alison Limerick,
Throbbing Gristle,
Scan 7,
Suburban Knight,
A Certain Ratio,
Bad Manners,
The Barracudas,
Eurythmics,
Al Stewart,
The Seeds,
Television,
Arab on Radar,
Joyce Sims,
Mo-Dettes,
Kerri Chandler,
Sonic Youth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Josef K,
Boz Scaggs,
Bob Dylan,
The Vogues,
the Human League,
Sun Ra,
Black Sheep,
Nils Olav,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Deadbeat,
Roxy Music,
a-ha,
Alice Coltrane,
David Bowie,
Tomorrow,
Lucky Dragons,
The Angels of Light,
Camouflage,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Livin' Joy,
Marmalade,
Lou Christie,
Lyres,
Zapp,
the Germs,
The Invisible,
Aswad,
Byron Stingily,
Mars,
The Cure,
The Cramps,
Ultra Naté,
Public Image Ltd.,
Quantec,
Nirvana,
The Skatalites,
CMW,
Lee Hazlewood,
Eric B and Rakim,
Zero Boys,
Unwound,
Model 500,
Chris Corsano,
Cameo, Cameo, Cameo, Cameo.
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.