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 San Marino and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Sonic Youth to the jazz 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Trojans,
Terrestrial Tones,
Monolake,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Roxy Music,
Nirvana,
The Dead C,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scan 7,
MDC,
Scratch Acid,
Cheater Slicks,
Nils Olav,
Amon Düül,
Eric Copeland,
Trumans Water,
the Bar-Kays,
Susan Cadogan,
Smog,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Graham Central Station,
Michelle Simonal,
The Raincoats,
Bootsy Collins,
The Residents,
Harpers Bizarre,
Tim Buckley,
Marine Girls,
Supertramp,
New York Dolls,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bill Near,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Swans,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
David Bowie,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skriet,
Gang Green,
Ralphi Rosario,
Agent Orange,
Erykah Badu,
Vainqueur,
Talk Talk,
The Fall,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Connie Case,
The Misunderstood,
Curtis Mayfield,
Deakin,
Joyce Sims,
The Evens,
Moby Grape,
Eden Ahbez,
Scott Walker,
Simply Red,
The Saints,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.