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 Armenia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 mellotron 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 Gregory Isaacs to the disco 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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Popol Vuh,
Brand Nubian,
Bobby Sherman,
Mission of Burma,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Hoover,
Kenny Larkin,
Roxy Music,
The Red Krayola,
Joe Smooth,
The Black Dice,
Jerry's Kids,
Soft Machine,
Desert Stars,
48th St. Collective,
The Victims,
Dawn Penn,
Wings,
Kerri Chandler,
Matthew Halsall,
June Days,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Crooked Eye,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Kinks,
Ituana,
Suburban Knight,
Oblivians,
The Fire Engines,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scott Walker,
This Heat,
Kerrie Biddell,
Index,
Barry Ungar,
KRS-One,
Monolake,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Toni Rubio,
Jacob Miller,
Country Teasers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
EPMD,
Gong,
Shuggie Otis,
Pantytec,
JFA,
Echospace,
Skaos,
The Moleskins,
Charles Mingus,
The Misunderstood,
The Standells,
kango's stein massive,
Radiohead,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Hardrive,
Youth Brigade,
Thompson Twins,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.