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 Colombia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Slits to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Standells. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon 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 a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC 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?
Tim Buckley,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lightning Bolt,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Siglo XX,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
China Crisis,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Man Parrish,
Joy Division,
Funkadelic,
Albert Ayler,
The Young Rascals,
The Real Kids,
Excepter,
David McCallum,
Jeff Lynne,
Lebanon Hanover,
Motorama,
Sun Ra,
Grauzone,
Bobby Womack,
Kerri Chandler,
The Five Americans,
Dave Gahan,
Agitation Free,
Joyce Sims,
Marc Almond,
Aloha Tigers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Toasters,
Graham Central Station,
The Associates,
Public Enemy,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scion,
Black Pus,
Animal Collective,
John Holt,
Quantec,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Move,
Matthew Bourne,
Boredoms,
The Count Five,
Technova,
Ultravox,
L. Decosne,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Little Man,
Letta Mbulu,
Index,
Section 25,
Urselle,
Country Teasers,
Al Stewart,
The Evens,
Lindisfarne,
The Durutti Column,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.