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 Nepal and from Seoul.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Pop Group to the dance 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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tres Demented record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
Tommy Roe,
Carl Craig,
Mantronix,
Infiniti,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Josef K,
The Cure,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Cosmic Jokers,
Urselle,
X-102,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Swans,
Joey Negro,
Sarah Menescal,
Spandau Ballet,
Scion,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ludus,
The Stooges,
Chrome,
Cybotron,
Don Cherry,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Agitation Free,
Nas,
The Misunderstood,
Essential Logic,
Amon Düül,
The Fall,
The Barracudas,
Wolf Eyes,
Make Up,
Yusef Lateef,
Arcadia,
The Star Department,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Chris Corsano,
Aswad,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Fear,
New Order,
Sällskapet,
PIL,
UT,
Pere Ubu,
Tears for Fears,
June Days,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Fatback Band,
Alphaville,
H. Thieme,
Young Marble Giants,
The Grass Roots,
Deepchord,
Basic Channel,
Joe Finger,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.