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 Argentina and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Holger Czukay 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 Delta 5 to the disco 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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Robert Wyatt,
Steve Hackett,
Sandy B,
Mo-Dettes,
Althea and Donna,
Electric Prunes,
Eurythmics,
Matthew Bourne,
John Holt,
Monks,
Q and Not U,
Radiopuhelimet,
KRS-One,
D'Angelo,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Monks,
Sparks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Sound,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Carl Craig,
Blossom Toes,
Maleditus Sound,
Scientists,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Remains,
PIL,
The Black Dice,
The Mummies,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rotary Connection,
Todd Rundgren,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fad Gadget,
Ralphi Rosario,
Circle Jerks,
Angry Samoans,
Bush Tetras,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Grass Roots,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kerri Chandler,
Deepchord,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Names,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Kurtis Blow,
Jeff Lynne,
Sex Pistols,
The Barracudas,
Harmonia,
UT,
Tim Buckley,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rufus Thomas,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.