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 Bulgaria and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Pretty Things 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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
Heaven 17,
Jerry's Kids,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lalo Schifrin,
48th St. Collective,
X-Ray Spex,
DJ Style,
Frankie Knuckles,
Camouflage,
LL Cool J,
Skaos,
Eve St. Jones,
Spandau Ballet,
Fad Gadget,
Piero Umiliani,
Main Source,
Skriet,
Sonic Youth,
T. Rex,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
JFA,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
MC5,
The Martian,
Brothers Johnson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Arthur Verocai,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
D'Angelo,
Bob Dylan,
Youth Brigade,
The Fortunes,
Crispian St. Peters,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Eden Ahbez,
Soulsonic Force,
Thompson Twins,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bootsy Collins,
Black Sheep,
Marine Girls,
Magazine,
Trumans Water,
10cc,
Outsiders,
The Monks,
Angry Samoans,
Fluxion,
Half Japanese,
Harry Pussy,
Amon Düül II,
UT,
The United States of America,
Fear,
The Raincoats,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.