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 Eritrea and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Pop Group to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Wyatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
Agitation Free,
Sixth Finger,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Khruangbin,
Lower 48,
The Vogues,
The Associates,
Jeff Lynne,
Peter and Kerry,
DNA,
Country Teasers,
Kayak,
Steve Hackett,
The Victims,
Ultravox,
Easy Going,
Camberwell Now,
The Angels of Light,
Audionom,
Brand Nubian,
X-101,
Young Marble Giants,
The United States of America,
Pantaleimon,
Grey Daturas,
The Durutti Column,
Josef K,
Pere Ubu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
World's Most,
Scrapy,
Ten City,
Shuggie Otis,
Y Pants,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Television,
Donald Byrd,
Dark Day,
Gang Starr,
Anthony Braxton,
The Black Dice,
Colin Newman,
B.T. Express,
The Blues Magoos,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Au Pairs,
Blancmange,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sound Behaviour,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eden Ahbez,
Gabor Szabo,
Stockholm Monsters,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
JFA,
Matthew Bourne,
Flash Fearless,
Surgeon,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.