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 Palau and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 Bremen and Delhi.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ 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 Black Flag to the grime 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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Flamin' Groovies,
Procol Harum,
Barbara Tucker,
Unrelated Segments,
Mission of Burma,
Bill Near,
Yazoo,
Deakin,
Amon Düül,
B.T. Express,
T. Rex,
Idris Muhammad,
The Durutti Column,
Throbbing Gristle,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sam Rivers,
Harmonia,
The Happenings,
Skriet,
Tubeway Army,
Young Marble Giants,
Stiv Bators,
Leonard Cohen,
Kas Product,
The Blues Magoos,
Rites of Spring,
Terrestrial Tones,
Minor Threat,
Wasted Youth,
Crime,
The Raincoats,
Joe Smooth,
Shoche,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ronan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Unwound,
Monks,
The Stooges,
Magazine,
Don Cherry,
Cluster,
Youth Brigade,
Technova,
T.S.O.L.,
kango's stein massive,
Cheater Slicks,
Japan,
The Selecter,
The Slits,
Trumans Water,
Brick,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Arcadia,
Soulsonic Force,
Lower 48,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.