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 Portugal and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Hashim to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Throbbing Gristle. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
Popol Vuh,
Television Personalities,
The Music Machine,
Country Teasers,
Neu!,
Clear Light,
Japan,
The Detroit Cobras,
Grey Daturas,
Nas,
Saccharine Trust,
The Motions,
Matthew Bourne,
Urselle,
The Count Five,
Bobby Sherman,
Sarah Menescal,
Tears for Fears,
Joe Finger,
Kas Product,
The Techniques,
10cc,
The Vogues,
Mission of Burma,
Glenn Branca,
Eric B and Rakim,
Neil Young,
Parry Music,
Dawn Penn,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Massinfluence,
The Happenings,
The Cure,
Crooked Eye,
Barry Ungar,
Skaos,
the Normal,
Drexciya,
John Foxx,
Graham Central Station,
Joey Negro,
Jesper Dahlback,
Minny Pops,
Quadrant,
Josef K,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Joensuu 1685,
Bad Manners,
Groovy Waters,
John Coltrane,
Spandau Ballet,
The Stooges,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Barracudas,
Lakeside,
Bob Dylan,
Alton Ellis,
Bill Near,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.