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 Cuba and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 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 Average White Band to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Saccharine Trust. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Vainqueur,
X-101,
Television Personalities,
Gong,
Bad Manners,
Peter & Gordon,
Kevin Saunderson,
Fugazi,
The Sonics,
Bobby Womack,
Judy Mowatt,
Rapeman,
Junior Murvin,
The Cramps,
The Gladiators,
Moss Icon,
Marine Girls,
Terrestrial Tones,
Theoretical Girls,
Infiniti,
Ronnie Foster,
Los Fastidios,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bootsy Collins,
Lakeside,
The Real Kids,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
James White and The Blacks,
Mission of Burma,
Anakelly,
CMW,
Sonic Youth,
Moebius,
The Pretty Things,
Schoolly D,
Cluster,
Mark Hollis,
New Age Steppers,
The Slackers,
Icehouse,
Excepter,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Traffic Nightmare,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Gories,
Laurel Aitken,
The Velvet Underground,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Black Dice,
Easy Going,
Alice Coltrane,
Eden Ahbez,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Crash Course in Science,
Cameo,
Byron Stingily,
Franke,
Rites of Spring,
Freddie Wadling,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.