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 Dominica and from Manchester.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Seoul.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Q65 to the grime 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 The Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
London Community Gospel Choir,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Franke,
Eurythmics,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Groovy Waters,
Smog,
Audionom,
Dave Gahan,
The Slackers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Second Layer,
Girls At Our Best!,
Nico,
Camberwell Now,
Magma,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bobby Sherman,
Bad Manners,
Howard Jones,
KRS-One,
Deadbeat,
The Sound,
Inner City,
Japan,
Alphaville,
The Gun Club,
Matthew Halsall,
Skriet,
John Lydon,
Sarah Menescal,
Wally Richardson,
Main Source,
Alison Limerick,
The Techniques,
Pylon,
Roxy Music,
Tomorrow,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Blancmange,
The American Breed,
Young Marble Giants,
Newcleus,
the Soft Cell,
Lindisfarne,
Steve Hackett,
Cal Tjader,
The Vogues,
Robert Görl,
The Motions,
Toni Rubio,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Scan 7,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Moon,
Fad Gadget,
Jacob Miller,
Ronnie Foster,
Wolf Eyes,
Scientists,
Panda Bear,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.