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 Azerbaijan and from Hong Kong.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 spring reverb 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 Warren Ellis to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Richard Hell and the Voidoids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Busters,
The Residents,
Cluster,
Nico,
Parry Music,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Marine Girls,
Sight & Sound,
The Index,
X-101,
Sarah Menescal,
Skarface,
The Stooges,
Althea and Donna,
Infiniti,
The Leaves,
Cecil Taylor,
Reagan Youth,
Heaven 17,
FM Einheit,
Pulsallama,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Babytalk,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Barracudas,
The Wake,
New Order,
Accadde A,
E-Dancer,
Vladislav Delay,
The Electric Prunes,
Roxette,
The Young Rascals,
Bill Wells,
Mars,
Panda Bear,
The Beau Brummels,
Roger Hodgson,
Blake Baxter,
Ossler,
Ornette Coleman,
Sun City Girls,
The Buckinghams,
The Angels of Light,
China Crisis,
The Moleskins,
Gichy Dan,
Organ,
Girls At Our Best!,
Radiohead,
The Gap Band,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Susan Cadogan,
The Fire Engines,
8 Eyed Spy,
Procol Harum,
Audionom,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lucky Dragons,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pole,
Mark Hollis,
Kayak, Kayak, Kayak, Kayak.
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.