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 Panama and from Salvador.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Barclay James Harvest to the electroclash 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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Smog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kerri Chandler,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crispy Ambulance,
Grauzone,
Anthony Braxton,
Brick,
Trumans Water,
Chris Corsano,
Graham Central Station,
Eric Dolphy,
Saccharine Trust,
Davy DMX,
Warsaw,
Funkadelic,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bill Near,
Sun City Girls,
Aural Exciters,
Hasil Adkins,
Gong,
the Soft Cell,
Bronski Beat,
The J.B.'s,
U.S. Maple,
Skaos,
Quando Quango,
Jeff Lynne,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Inner City,
The Doobie Brothers,
Infiniti,
Lee Hazlewood,
FM Einheit,
Excepter,
Pagans,
Minny Pops,
L. Decosne,
Magma,
The Young Rascals,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Technova,
Jesper Dahlback,
Peter and Kerry,
The Stooges,
Jawbox,
Pantaleimon,
Cheater Slicks,
Theoretical Girls,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Gories,
MC5,
Kenny Larkin,
Clear Light,
Con Funk Shun,
Laurel Aitken,
The Monochrome Set,
Pierre Henry,
The Kinks,
Wire, Wire, Wire, Wire.
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.