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 Peru and from Seoul.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lower 48 to the grunge 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 The Five Americans. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Carl Craig,
Boredoms,
Josef K,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
John Foxx,
Urselle,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tubeway Army,
Cluster,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Mars,
The Dave Clark Five,
Metal Thangz,
Rosa Yemen,
Gerry Rafferty,
Cameo,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Sonics,
Gang Gang Dance,
Electric Light Orchestra,
MC5,
Isaac Hayes,
Eve St. Jones,
Junior Murvin,
Pulsallama,
Newcleus,
Con Funk Shun,
Severed Heads,
Brass Construction,
the Bar-Kays,
the Sonics,
EPMD,
Max Romeo,
Sex Pistols,
X-Ray Spex,
Sam Rivers,
Matthew Bourne,
The Count Five,
Skaos,
Leonard Cohen,
Vainqueur,
Bill Wells,
Amon Düül,
The Move,
One Last Wish,
Panda Bear,
Dave Gahan,
The Tremeloes,
B.T. Express,
The Happenings,
Popol Vuh,
The Real Kids,
OOIOO,
Adolescents,
Yaz,
Laurel Aitken,
Hashim,
Man Eating Sloth,
Nas,
Icehouse,
Young Marble Giants,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.