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 Latvia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Oneida to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Knickerbockers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Flipper,
The Gladiators,
Ituana,
Mark Hollis,
Bill Near,
Dennis Brown,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Black Bananas,
Marshall Jefferson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Charles Mingus,
Harpers Bizarre,
Severed Heads,
Byron Stingily,
Index,
the Sonics,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Saints,
Minutemen,
Radio Birdman,
Swell Maps,
Electric Prunes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Massinfluence,
The Monks,
John Cale,
Porter Ricks,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lalo Schifrin,
L. Decosne,
Surgeon,
Soft Machine,
Kayak,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Young Rascals,
Japan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aloha Tigers,
Lakeside,
Public Enemy,
A Certain Ratio,
Delon & Dalcan,
Tommy Roe,
Erykah Badu,
Yazoo,
Lou Christie,
Procol Harum,
Eli Mardock,
The Blackbyrds,
The Invisible,
Dark Day,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Grey Daturas,
Connie Case,
Stetsasonic,
Blake Baxter,
One Last Wish,
The New Christs,
Quantec,
Ten City,
The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things.
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.