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 Nigeria and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in 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 Sarah Menescal to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fat Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
Suburban Knight,
Marcia Griffiths,
Shoche,
John Cale,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Velvet Underground,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gabor Szabo,
Alison Limerick,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Dave Gahan,
Aaron Thompson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fad Gadget,
Malaria!,
the Slits,
Bill Wells,
Desert Stars,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kayak,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Moody Blues,
Cal Tjader,
Subhumans,
Rosa Yemen,
Marine Girls,
The Victims,
The Smiths,
The Techniques,
Infiniti,
Darondo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Shuggie Otis,
Dark Day,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Wire,
Gang Green,
Pulsallama,
James White and The Blacks,
The Pretty Things,
Procol Harum,
Black Moon,
Robert Wyatt,
The Pop Group,
Sun City Girls,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Schoolly D,
Bad Manners,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Durutti Column,
ABC,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Iggy Pop,
Dual Sessions,
The Leaves,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Neu!,
Y Pants,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.