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-Bissau and from Toronto.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tehran.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 David Bowie to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA 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 clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Robert Görl,
Alison Limerick,
Adolescents,
Soulsonic Force,
Nas,
New Age Steppers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Quantec,
Nils Olav,
Matthew Halsall,
The Litter,
Eurythmics,
DJ Style,
Josef K,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Tim Buckley,
Curtis Mayfield,
Hashim,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cybotron,
Donny Hathaway,
Lungfish,
Mars,
Stetsasonic,
The Red Krayola,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jacob Miller,
Man Parrish,
OOIOO,
The Selecter,
Cameo,
Zapp,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Minny Pops,
DJ Sneak,
Au Pairs,
Audionom,
Brick,
Ituana,
Jacques Brel,
Tubeway Army,
Skaos,
Malaria!,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Eric Dolphy,
Model 500,
The Invisible,
Freddie Wadling,
E-Dancer,
Morten Harket,
Terrestrial Tones,
Excepter,
Crooked Eye,
Fat Boys,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
This Heat,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
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.