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 Poland and from Lagos.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 theremin 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the techno 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 Raincoats. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erykah Badu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
The Fugs,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Zero Boys,
Fugazi,
The Fall,
Banda Bassotti,
Wings,
Television,
Shuggie Otis,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sex Pistols,
Susan Cadogan,
E-Dancer,
CMW,
Reuben Wilson,
Icehouse,
Babytalk,
Symarip,
Joyce Sims,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Japan,
Mars,
Deepchord,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Slick Rick,
B.T. Express,
Nick Fraelich,
Kenny Larkin,
T.S.O.L.,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Siglo XX,
Peter and Kerry,
Dual Sessions,
Kool Moe Dee,
Second Layer,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bobby Womack,
Eve St. Jones,
The Pretty Things,
Robert Görl,
Roxy Music,
Pere Ubu,
Black Flag,
Unwound,
Tubeway Army,
Echospace,
Whodini,
Excepter,
Lebanon Hanover,
Motorama,
Panda Bear,
Moebius,
Roger Hodgson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sonic Youth,
Absolute Body Control,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Dead Boys,
Frankie Knuckles,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.