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 Andorra and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the organ 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 The Electric Prunes to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terry Callier record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
Eurythmics,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Porter Ricks,
Ronnie Foster,
DJ Sneak,
Maleditus Sound,
The Blues Magoos,
Brick,
LL Cool J,
Average White Band,
Todd Rundgren,
the Soft Cell,
Au Pairs,
Black Bananas,
The Fall,
Lou Christie,
Johnny Osbourne,
MDC,
B.T. Express,
Mantronix,
Banda Bassotti,
Ossler,
Unwound,
Theoretical Girls,
a-ha,
Aaron Thompson,
Bad Manners,
Half Japanese,
Flipper,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
David Axelrod,
Clear Light,
Shoche,
The Techniques,
10cc,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Darondo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scratch Acid,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Easy Going,
Neu!,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Max Romeo,
Sonic Youth,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Smiths,
Agent Orange,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sandy B,
Gastr Del Sol,
Echospace,
Wings,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rhythm & Sound,
Electric Prunes,
The Misunderstood,
Sound Behaviour,
Kas Product,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.