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 Iran and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 oboe 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 Ultravox to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jimmy McGriff,
Maleditus Sound,
Wasted Youth,
Don Cherry,
Iggy Pop,
Brothers Johnson,
Gong,
The Gladiators,
Y Pants,
Derrick May,
John Lydon,
Arthur Verocai,
A Certain Ratio,
The Happenings,
Blancmange,
The Move,
The Associates,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Shadows of Knight,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mary Jane Girls,
David Bowie,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Moebius,
June of 44,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Eli Mardock,
Dark Day,
EPMD,
10cc,
Animal Collective,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Golliwogs,
Audionom,
Lucky Dragons,
Chris & Cosey,
The Walker Brothers,
Nirvana,
The Zeros,
Radio Birdman,
Swell Maps,
Negative Approach,
The Gun Club,
Country Teasers,
Danielle Patucci,
Man Parrish,
Silicon Teens,
Guru Guru,
Rites of Spring,
New Age Steppers,
Andrew Hill,
Agitation Free,
the Human League,
Massinfluence,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.