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 Sudan and from Lille.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Columbus.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Sarah Menescal to the techno 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 The Toasters. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Victims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Heaven 17,
Crash Course in Science,
John Holt,
Black Sheep,
Fatback Band,
Second Layer,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tom Boy,
Rakim,
Model 500,
Andrew Hill,
Arcadia,
Drexciya,
Sonic Youth,
New Age Steppers,
Lee Hazlewood,
Scrapy,
Gichy Dan,
Al Stewart,
Peter and Kerry,
Ponytail,
Moby Grape,
The Blues Magoos,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camberwell Now,
Rufus Thomas,
Magazine,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Young Rascals,
The Cowsills,
Urselle,
Dave Gahan,
La Düsseldorf,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rod Modell,
Hardrive,
Amazonics,
Q65,
Robert Görl,
The Walker Brothers,
Faust,
Sister Nancy,
Traffic Nightmare,
Todd Terry,
Mark Hollis,
Tears for Fears,
Amon Düül,
Swell Maps,
Gang of Four,
Roger Hodgson,
Stereo Dub,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Godley & Creme,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ken Boothe,
Scratch Acid,
Sam Rivers,
Fear,
Dawn Penn,
Saccharine Trust,
Piero Umiliani,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.