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 Nicaragua and from Tokyo.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 synthesizer 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 Deakin to the funk 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 Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Livin' Joy,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Icehouse,
Cal Tjader,
Stiv Bators,
Bill Near,
Rosa Yemen,
T.S.O.L.,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ludus,
Sun Ra,
Skarface,
The Selecter,
Ralphi Rosario,
Wire,
Idris Muhammad,
Intrusion,
Cheater Slicks,
Rapeman,
Anakelly,
Soulsonic Force,
Radiohead,
Visage,
Basic Channel,
Electric Prunes,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Brick,
Grandmaster Flash,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ronnie Foster,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Aaron Thompson,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Association,
The Divine Comedy,
The Neon Judgement,
Pylon,
Little Man,
Faust,
Rakim,
the Sonics,
John Holt,
Gang of Four,
Von Mondo,
kango's stein massive,
Television Personalities,
Joe Smooth,
Pole,
DNA,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Index,
Yazoo,
Youth Brigade,
The Moleskins,
Vainqueur,
Interpol,
New Order,
Gang Gang Dance,
Trumans Water,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.