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 Macedonia and from Edmonton.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Joe Finger to the rap 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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Selector Dub Narcotic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Human League,
Peter & Gordon,
Deadbeat,
Mary Jane Girls,
Moebius,
Saccharine Trust,
The Misunderstood,
Ash Ra Tempel,
New York Dolls,
Public Image Ltd.,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Yellowson,
Camouflage,
Graham Central Station,
Crispy Ambulance,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lalo Schifrin,
Television Personalities,
Barrington Levy,
Barbara Tucker,
Shoche,
Man Parrish,
Television,
The Grass Roots,
Monolake,
The Cramps,
Alison Limerick,
The Red Krayola,
Quando Quango,
Black Moon,
Iggy Pop,
DJ Sneak,
Donald Byrd,
Intrusion,
Funkadelic,
Quadrant,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Beau Brummels,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Golliwogs,
Pierre Henry,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
John Lydon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kayak,
John Coltrane,
Silicon Teens,
The Fall,
Howard Jones,
Lucky Dragons,
The Black Dice,
Icehouse,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Leonard Cohen,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Tomorrow,
Fat Boys,
Los Fastidios,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pagans,
The Barracudas,
The Walker Brothers,
Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick.
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.