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 Paraguay and from Columbus.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Evens to the electroclash 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 The Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Toasters,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Young Marble Giants,
June Days,
The Real Kids,
Ponytail,
10cc,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Fire Engines,
Yaz,
Radiohead,
Sun City Girls,
Alton Ellis,
June of 44,
KRS-One,
Roxy Music,
Organ,
Byron Stingily,
Arthur Verocai,
Niagra,
Sight & Sound,
Fear,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Suicide,
Jacob Miller,
Oneida,
Harry Pussy,
Jandek,
Eurythmics,
Lucky Dragons,
The Zeros,
The Music Machine,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Banda Bassotti,
Cecil Taylor,
Black Moon,
The Sound,
Erasure,
The Monks,
The Blackbyrds,
The Neon Judgement,
Barrington Levy,
Throbbing Gristle,
Patti Smith,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Todd Rundgren,
DJ Sneak,
The Electric Prunes,
Fat Boys,
Peter & Gordon,
Nirvana,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Fortunes,
Graham Central Station,
Eric Copeland,
Soft Cell,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.