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 Slovenia and from Woodstock.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the 808 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 Q65 to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Audionom,
Juan Atkins,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nirvana,
Guru Guru,
Colin Newman,
Whodini,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jerry's Kids,
The New Christs,
Amon Düül,
Black Sheep,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gil Scott Heron,
Section 25,
Subhumans,
Arcadia,
Hardrive,
Ossler,
Rosa Yemen,
The Index,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sandy B,
The Electric Prunes,
Public Enemy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Electric Prunes,
Can,
8 Eyed Spy,
the Swans,
Marvin Gaye,
Television Personalities,
H. Thieme,
Absolute Body Control,
Neil Young,
Panda Bear,
Albert Ayler,
The Red Krayola,
Ponytail,
Fatback Band,
JFA,
Traffic Nightmare,
Au Pairs,
The Pretty Things,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
F. McDonald,
The Dead C,
Howard Jones,
Johnny Clarke,
Fat Boys,
Altered Images,
E-Dancer,
Clear Light,
Porter Ricks,
Saccharine Trust,
CMW,
Skaos,
Jeff Mills,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.