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 Vanuatu and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Youth Brigade to the grunge 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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Kas Product,
Alton Ellis,
Television Personalities,
Funkadelic,
D'Angelo,
Niagra,
Dave Gahan,
Scott Walker,
Ohio Players,
The Slackers,
Anakelly,
Pantytec,
Glenn Branca,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Move,
Fugazi,
Dark Day,
Eurythmics,
Talk Talk,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bobby Womack,
Fatback Band,
Eden Ahbez,
Urselle,
Visage,
Groovy Waters,
Bill Wells,
The J.B.'s,
John Foxx,
The Moody Blues,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Schoolly D,
The American Breed,
Wasted Youth,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Derrick May,
Joe Finger,
F. McDonald,
DJ Style,
MDC,
The Fall,
Sun Ra,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Human League,
Dennis Brown,
The Red Krayola,
The Detroit Cobras,
Scrapy,
Scion,
Bobby Sherman,
Minnie Riperton,
Eric Copeland,
Warren Ellis,
The Velvet Underground,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rufus Thomas,
Mark Hollis,
Gang Green,
Boogie Down Productions,
Girls At Our Best!,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.