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 Djibouti and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Flamin' Groovies to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Young Marble Giants. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
Delon & Dalcan,
Man Parrish,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Cramps,
Throbbing Gristle,
Fatback Band,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
10cc,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Offenders,
One Last Wish,
Stereo Dub,
Laurel Aitken,
This Heat,
Rhythm & Sound,
Swans,
The Mummies,
China Crisis,
The American Breed,
Max Romeo,
Sparks,
Kaleidoscope,
Pere Ubu,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Stetsasonic,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Newcleus,
The Barracudas,
Pulsallama,
The Fortunes,
Joyce Sims,
Dave Gahan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Peter & Gordon,
Donald Byrd,
Los Fastidios,
The Golliwogs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Roxy Music,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Yellowson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Spandau Ballet,
Malaria!,
Black Pus,
Ten City,
Cameo,
Lalann,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Evens,
The Walker Brothers,
Toni Rubio,
Scrapy,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Mary Jane Girls,
Buzzcocks,
Mission of Burma,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.