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 Eritrea and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 synthesizer 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 Bluetip to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Depeche Mode,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Guru Guru,
Scion,
Reuben Wilson,
Swans,
Tomorrow,
Sixth Finger,
Vainqueur,
Los Fastidios,
World's Most,
Khruangbin,
Crash Course in Science,
Youth Brigade,
Sandy B,
Black Flag,
Rekid,
AZ,
Alice Coltrane,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Joy Division,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rites of Spring,
Pharoah Sanders,
David McCallum,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Dave Clark Five,
Judy Mowatt,
Kenny Larkin,
Neil Young,
The Names,
The Buckinghams,
Underground Resistance,
Deepchord,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Freddie Wadling,
Piero Umiliani,
The Velvet Underground,
Wolf Eyes,
James White and The Blacks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nirvana,
Q and Not U,
Half Japanese,
Chrome,
Pulsallama,
Roy Ayers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ituana,
Duran Duran,
Qualms,
Lucky Dragons,
The Move,
Whodini,
K-Klass,
L. Decosne,
Juan Atkins,
Lalo Schifrin,
10cc,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.