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 Norway 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the techno 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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
Popol Vuh,
Suicide,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Negative Approach,
Henry Cow,
Marine Girls,
Michelle Simonal,
The J.B.'s,
Arthur Verocai,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Black Dice,
ABC,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Cramps,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sarah Menescal,
Kerrie Biddell,
Hasil Adkins,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Grauzone,
Alison Limerick,
Gang of Four,
Jacob Miller,
The Doors,
Soft Machine,
Banda Bassotti,
Sonic Youth,
Y Pants,
Ornette Coleman,
Mandrill,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sound Behaviour,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Motions,
Brothers Johnson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Supertramp,
Subhumans,
Japan,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
E-Dancer,
Gang Green,
Fluxion,
Infiniti,
Magma,
Scrapy,
K-Klass,
Eddi Front,
Junior Murvin,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kayak,
The Knickerbockers,
Bootsy Collins,
Smog,
Nils Olav,
Cluster,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Steve Hackett,
Scan 7,
Althea and Donna,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.