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 East Timor and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Wally Richardson to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
The Raincoats,
Wolf Eyes,
The Neon Judgement,
Crime,
Stiv Bators,
PIL,
Derrick Morgan,
Main Source,
Warren Ellis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Johnny Clarke,
Freddie Wadling,
Gil Scott Heron,
ABC,
Dawn Penn,
Rod Modell,
Rufus Thomas,
World's Most,
Godley & Creme,
Von Mondo,
Neil Young,
Swell Maps,
Unwound,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The American Breed,
The Mojo Men,
Rapeman,
Sugar Minott,
Moby Grape,
Arab on Radar,
Kaleidoscope,
The Smiths,
Lalann,
Gastr Del Sol,
Mo-Dettes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Susan Cadogan,
Symarip,
Television,
Neu!,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Minnie Riperton,
Trumans Water,
Joe Finger,
The Human League,
Brick,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
E-Dancer,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Birthday Party,
Alphaville,
Spoonie Gee,
Amazonics,
Eric Dolphy,
Metal Thangz,
B.T. Express,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
cv313,
Deadbeat,
The Cramps,
T. Rex,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
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.