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 Kenya and from Edmonton.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Minny Pops to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Television. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unwound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Sunsets and Hearts,
ABBA,
Supertramp,
The American Breed,
Drexciya,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ash Ra Tempel,
X-Ray Spex,
Soft Cell,
Shuggie Otis,
Grauzone,
Sonic Youth,
The Barracudas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wolf Eyes,
Mo-Dettes,
Duran Duran,
Tubeway Army,
Slave,
Rod Modell,
Mars,
The Red Krayola,
Prince Buster,
DJ Style,
Neu!,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
UT,
These Immortal Souls,
Lightning Bolt,
Television Personalities,
The Human League,
Visage,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Minor Threat,
Delta 5,
Sparks,
Gang of Four,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Fall,
K-Klass,
E-Dancer,
Khruangbin,
Smog,
Iggy Pop,
Joyce Sims,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Robert Wyatt,
Los Fastidios,
New Order,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Desert Stars,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Glambeats Corp.,
Brand Nubian,
John Lydon,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Walker Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lakeside,
Excepter,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.