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 United States and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Electric Prunes to the punk 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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ralphi Rosario,
Silicon Teens,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Juan Atkins,
The Evens,
Livin' Joy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Human League,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joey Negro,
The Pretty Things,
Franke,
Bronski Beat,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Names,
Black Sheep,
DJ Sneak,
In Retrospect,
Fela Kuti,
Panda Bear,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bob Dylan,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Cramps,
Con Funk Shun,
Motorama,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Drexciya,
Schoolly D,
Wasted Youth,
The Divine Comedy,
Brand Nubian,
The Martian,
Outsiders,
Barclay James Harvest,
Mary Jane Girls,
Newcleus,
The Young Rascals,
Spoonie Gee,
Fad Gadget,
Charles Mingus,
Kayak,
The Offenders,
Crash Course in Science,
Y Pants,
Banda Bassotti,
Bang On A Can,
Au Pairs,
Das Ding,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
John Lydon,
La Düsseldorf,
Robert Wyatt,
Man Eating Sloth,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Neu!,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rakim, Rakim, Rakim, Rakim.
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.