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 Fiji and from Milan.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the oboe 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doobie Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Bad Manners,
Flash Fearless,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Minnie Riperton,
Ponytail,
the Soft Cell,
Mandrill,
Q65,
The Modern Lovers,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Essential Logic,
Jeru the Damaja,
X-Ray Spex,
Khruangbin,
Roger Hodgson,
Kurtis Blow,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Happenings,
Average White Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Scrapy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Organ,
Sonic Youth,
The Dave Clark Five,
Steve Hackett,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Massinfluence,
Silicon Teens,
AZ,
Lightning Bolt,
Slave,
Subhumans,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Little Man,
The Fuzztones,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Quantec,
Sandy B,
Suburban Knight,
The Smoke,
The Kinks,
The Mojo Men,
Hashim,
Alison Limerick,
the Swans,
ABC,
Jawbox,
Anthony Braxton,
Bang On A Can,
Ituana,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pantaleimon,
Rakim,
Pere Ubu,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sonny Sharrock,
Malaria!,
Connie Case,
Joe Finger,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.