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 Azerbaijan and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 T. Rex to the rock 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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wasted Youth,
F. McDonald,
The Cramps,
U.S. Maple,
Nik Kershaw,
Al Stewart,
Black Bananas,
Aloha Tigers,
Monolake,
Skarface,
Eric Copeland,
Malaria!,
The Fire Engines,
Swell Maps,
Rites of Spring,
Silicon Teens,
Oblivians,
Jerry Gold Smith,
10cc,
Rapeman,
Japan,
ABC,
L. Decosne,
Bobby Womack,
Echospace,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Camouflage,
The Skatalites,
Quadrant,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Remains,
The Knickerbockers,
Ultimate Spinach,
kango's stein massive,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cymande,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lee Hazlewood,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Max Romeo,
Yellowson,
The Saints,
The Happenings,
Bill Near,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Big Daddy Kane,
Aaron Thompson,
The Moleskins,
Brothers Johnson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Five Americans,
Anakelly,
Yaz,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Neil Young,
Sex Pistols,
Underground Resistance,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
Skaos,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.