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 Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 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 Monolake to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Theoretical Girls. All the underground hits.
All 10cc 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 crunk 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 guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Soft Cell,
Bauhaus,
Scratch Acid,
The Slackers,
Average White Band,
Heaven 17,
Mo-Dettes,
Fear,
The Seeds,
Country Teasers,
The Searchers,
Boz Scaggs,
Index,
Anthony Braxton,
Yellowson,
Gang of Four,
Blancmange,
Yusef Lateef,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Eli Mardock,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Neu!,
Funky Four + One,
Schoolly D,
Saccharine Trust,
The Invisible,
Cameo,
Severed Heads,
Crime,
Robert Wyatt,
D'Angelo,
Intrusion,
Icehouse,
Circle Jerks,
Anakelly,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
James White and The Blacks,
Rekid,
Quadrant,
Hot Snakes,
Marmalade,
Ossler,
The Knickerbockers,
The Slits,
Sister Nancy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Drexciya,
Patti Smith,
Bill Near,
Archie Shepp,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Godley & Creme,
Ludus,
Section 25,
The Walker Brothers,
The Remains,
Matthew Halsall,
The Zeros,
Mandrill,
The Cure,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eden Ahbez,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.