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 Gabon and from Manchester.
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 Manchester and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the grime 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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Ronnie Foster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and a mellotron 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 guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sonny Sharrock,
Althea and Donna,
Barry Ungar,
Moss Icon,
Jawbox,
Scan 7,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sexual Harrassment,
Circle Jerks,
The Motions,
Radiopuhelimet,
Television Personalities,
The Electric Prunes,
Danielle Patucci,
Negative Approach,
The Residents,
Soulsonic Force,
Ornette Coleman,
Joe Smooth,
Cameo,
KRS-One,
Derrick May,
Stereo Dub,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
La Düsseldorf,
Steve Hackett,
Silicon Teens,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Soft Machine,
Jacques Brel,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bronski Beat,
Heaven 17,
the Bar-Kays,
Lower 48,
Bizarre Inc.,
Juan Atkins,
Oneida,
E-Dancer,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Skriet,
Loose Ends,
Scrapy,
Rakim,
The Kinks,
Franke,
Interpol,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Essential Logic,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Cramps,
Sun City Girls,
Gabor Szabo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Alphaville,
Sound Behaviour,
Con Funk Shun,
Soul Sonic Force,
Cymande,
OOIOO,
The Human League,
Charles Mingus,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.