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 Bolivia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Icehouse to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
H. Thieme,
X-102,
Skaos,
Sister Nancy,
Dual Sessions,
Sun City Girls,
Country Teasers,
Goldenarms,
Brick,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Smog,
The Young Rascals,
FM Einheit,
the Sonics,
Inner City,
Slave,
Unrelated Segments,
Amon Düül,
AZ,
Siglo XX,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gang Green,
Henry Cow,
Soulsonic Force,
Cecil Taylor,
Bluetip,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lucky Dragons,
Moby Grape,
Underground Resistance,
The Black Dice,
Basic Channel,
The Neon Judgement,
Zapp,
Crispian St. Peters,
Soul II Soul,
Jacob Miller,
Sonic Youth,
The Knickerbockers,
New Order,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kas Product,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Grey Daturas,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Dawn Penn,
Fatback Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Fall,
Excepter,
Parry Music,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gerry Rafferty,
Youth Brigade,
Ornette Coleman,
Suburban Knight,
Quando Quango,
Absolute Body Control,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.