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 Ecuador and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 linndrum 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 Peter & Gordon to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 London Community Gospel Choir. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerrie Biddell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Traffic Nightmare,
Scan 7,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Banda Bassotti,
Whodini,
Little Man,
Grandmaster Flash,
Scientists,
Easy Going,
The Velvet Underground,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Residents,
Loose Ends,
DJ Style,
The United States of America,
Mo-Dettes,
Derrick May,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kerrie Biddell,
Vainqueur,
Deakin,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Delon & Dalcan,
Yazoo,
Sound Behaviour,
Jimmy McGriff,
John Foxx,
Magma,
X-102,
Alison Limerick,
Nas,
Lou Christie,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sun City Girls,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Q and Not U,
Lebanon Hanover,
Laurel Aitken,
Bob Dylan,
Oneida,
Panda Bear,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Fire Engines,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
OOIOO,
Camouflage,
Andrew Hill,
kango's stein massive,
Half Japanese,
Minny Pops,
Soul II Soul,
The Slits,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Depeche Mode,
Saccharine Trust,
Roger Hodgson,
Royal Trux,
Alphaville,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.