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 Argentina and from Hong Kong.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Hardrive to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Echospace,
The Kinks,
Whodini,
Lightning Bolt,
Johnny Osbourne,
Deadbeat,
Yaz,
Lalo Schifrin,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Motorama,
Scan 7,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gang of Four,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Chrome,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
UT,
Archie Shepp,
The Red Krayola,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mad Mike,
Outsiders,
Prince Buster,
The Slackers,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pere Ubu,
Silicon Teens,
Pulsallama,
Faust,
Wolf Eyes,
Ken Boothe,
Maurizio,
John Coltrane,
F. McDonald,
Bad Manners,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The United States of America,
Bob Dylan,
Trumans Water,
cv313,
Rapeman,
Boredoms,
The Offenders,
Vladislav Delay,
The Beau Brummels,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Theoretical Girls,
Ronan,
Mark Hollis,
Gastr Del Sol,
Crash Course in Science,
Bootsy Collins,
Supertramp,
Mission of Burma,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.