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 Serbia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Holger Czukay 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 B.T. Express to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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?
Eden Ahbez,
10cc,
Clear Light,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Unwound,
Gichy Dan,
Bob Dylan,
Tres Demented,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Black Dice,
Reuben Wilson,
Scott Walker,
Boredoms,
Junior Murvin,
The Cure,
Cheater Slicks,
Zero Boys,
Yellowson,
Pantytec,
The Gladiators,
Vladislav Delay,
The Pretty Things,
Das Ding,
Chrome,
Mark Hollis,
Smog,
Big Daddy Kane,
Camberwell Now,
Popol Vuh,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Glambeats Corp.,
La Düsseldorf,
The Walker Brothers,
Echospace,
Swans,
Fad Gadget,
Maleditus Sound,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Smiths,
Letta Mbulu,
Joe Smooth,
Animal Collective,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Deepchord,
Heaven 17,
Hardrive,
Prince Buster,
Von Mondo,
Country Teasers,
The Associates,
Arthur Verocai,
Stereo Dub,
Lakeside,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Isaac Hayes,
Scrapy,
Ituana,
Fat Boys,
Steve Hackett,
Make Up,
The Sonics,
DJ Style,
Skriet, Skriet, Skriet, Skriet.
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.