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 Mexico and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lower 48 to the techno 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 Remains. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agent Orange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
U.S. Maple,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Judy Mowatt,
Panda Bear,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pantaleimon,
Second Layer,
Barry Ungar,
Livin' Joy,
Lalo Schifrin,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Human League,
Ultimate Spinach,
Yellowson,
Scion,
The Durutti Column,
Kerrie Biddell,
Harmonia,
Moby Grape,
Brass Construction,
One Last Wish,
Agitation Free,
Deadbeat,
The Red Krayola,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Japan,
Goldenarms,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kenny Larkin,
The Slits,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ultravox,
Magma,
Oneida,
the Swans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Letta Mbulu,
Max Romeo,
Cluster,
Lou Christie,
Donald Byrd,
Faust,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sound Behaviour,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
CMW,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rotary Connection,
Electric Prunes,
Rekid,
Interpol,
The Gories,
Pet Shop Boys,
Audionom,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Junior Murvin,
Unwound,
Quantec,
The Move,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.