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 Denmark and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispian St. Peters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
Massinfluence,
Janne Schatter,
The Real Kids,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Supertramp,
Basic Channel,
Zapp,
Boz Scaggs,
Alphaville,
The Pretty Things,
Gichy Dan,
the Normal,
Quando Quango,
The Fire Engines,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Wings,
Jimmy McGriff,
K-Klass,
Crooked Eye,
The Doors,
Skaos,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Au Pairs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Soulsonic Force,
Scrapy,
Qualms,
Deepchord,
The Invisible,
Joe Smooth,
Sight & Sound,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lou Reed,
Underground Resistance,
The Pop Group,
The Seeds,
Maleditus Sound,
Radiohead,
Sun City Girls,
Tommy Roe,
Average White Band,
Ten City,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gang Green,
Piero Umiliani,
Monolake,
The Black Dice,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bronski Beat,
Pet Shop Boys,
Liliput,
The Kinks,
Surgeon,
Alison Limerick,
Terrestrial Tones,
Don Cherry,
This Heat,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Chris & Cosey,
Minor Threat,
Roy Ayers,
Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn.
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.