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 Korea South and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the funk 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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Yaz,
X-Ray Spex,
Wings,
Joy Division,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Icehouse,
Camouflage,
Stetsasonic,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tubeway Army,
Lebanon Hanover,
New York Dolls,
Lakeside,
The Evens,
Index,
The Golliwogs,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Martian,
Mr. Review,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Heaven 17,
These Immortal Souls,
Toni Rubio,
Pet Shop Boys,
John Holt,
the Human League,
The Electric Prunes,
The Monks,
Andrew Hill,
Jawbox,
The Detroit Cobras,
Hasil Adkins,
Theoretical Girls,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Leaves,
Crooked Eye,
Ash Ra Tempel,
MC5,
Kurtis Blow,
Todd Terry,
Godley & Creme,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Unwound,
The Names,
Y Pants,
Electric Prunes,
Animal Collective,
The Tremeloes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Girls At Our Best!,
Junior Murvin,
The Black Dice,
Fear,
Scott Walker,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.