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 Guatemala and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the theremin 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 Danielle Patucci to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Real Kids,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Drive Like Jehu,
Q65,
Joe Finger,
Smog,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Skaos,
The J.B.'s,
Janne Schatter,
Khruangbin,
Das Ding,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Sonics,
Rod Modell,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
China Crisis,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
the Normal,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Section 25,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ten City,
Half Japanese,
Inner City,
Crash Course in Science,
Pulsallama,
Fear,
Soft Machine,
Funky Four + One,
Desert Stars,
Motorama,
Qualms,
Althea and Donna,
Mars,
Masters at Work,
Avey Tare,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Youth Brigade,
Second Layer,
Slick Rick,
JFA,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Blancmange,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
A Certain Ratio,
the Slits,
KRS-One,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Stooges,
Tubeway Army,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bush Tetras,
Rekid,
The Martian,
The Neon Judgement,
a-ha,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.