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 Philippines and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 London and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 synthesizer 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the techno 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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Surgeon,
Reagan Youth,
Thompson Twins,
Don Cherry,
Sonic Youth,
David Axelrod,
The Neon Judgement,
The Remains,
John Foxx,
Jeff Mills,
Sexual Harrassment,
Alton Ellis,
MC5,
Scratch Acid,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Faust,
Section 25,
OOIOO,
Joensuu 1685,
Avey Tare,
Young Marble Giants,
Gang of Four,
The Evens,
Fat Boys,
Scrapy,
Quadrant,
Amon Düül,
Bob Dylan,
Smog,
Marc Almond,
The Cramps,
Michelle Simonal,
Blossom Toes,
Stiv Bators,
The Dave Clark Five,
John Cale,
Leonard Cohen,
Clear Light,
Bang On A Can,
Qualms,
Toni Rubio,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Trojans,
The Grass Roots,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Colin Newman,
Nico,
Agitation Free,
The Divine Comedy,
The Moody Blues,
Hoover,
Index,
Thee Headcoats,
Johnny Clarke,
The Doors,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.