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 Angola and from Delhi.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Faraquet to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kings Of Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kurtis Blow,
Unrelated Segments,
Kas Product,
Eden Ahbez,
Kevin Saunderson,
R.M.O.,
Hardrive,
The Techniques,
Swell Maps,
The Saints,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Negative Approach,
The Searchers,
X-102,
Marc Almond,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Spoonie Gee,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Radiohead,
Sixth Finger,
New York Dolls,
Vladislav Delay,
Scratch Acid,
Brick,
Minny Pops,
Bang On A Can,
Nation of Ulysses,
Deakin,
Sugar Minott,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Icehouse,
June of 44,
Ohio Players,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Dead C,
X-Ray Spex,
Nirvana,
Pussy Galore,
Michelle Simonal,
The Associates,
The Moleskins,
The Standells,
Rufus Thomas,
Aswad,
Leonard Cohen,
U.S. Maple,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mad Mike,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Adolescents,
The Cure,
Mantronix,
Prince Buster,
Graham Central Station,
Eli Mardock,
Lightning Bolt,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pagans,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Matthew Halsall,
Tres Demented,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.