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 Australia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Patti Smith to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
The Moleskins,
Tommy Roe,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Depeche Mode,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Blake Baxter,
Girls At Our Best!,
Country Joe & The Fish,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Slits,
Harmonia,
Bill Wells,
Procol Harum,
Isaac Hayes,
Easy Going,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Max Romeo,
Johnny Osbourne,
Anthony Braxton,
The Neon Judgement,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lalann,
The Vogues,
Ronan,
Scientists,
Agitation Free,
Bad Manners,
Joyce Sims,
Duran Duran,
Dave Gahan,
The New Christs,
Barbara Tucker,
Black Sheep,
The Gories,
The Monks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Dennis Brown,
Loose Ends,
Jacques Brel,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Audionom,
Quantec,
Fatback Band,
Lucky Dragons,
Roger Hodgson,
Dead Boys,
U.S. Maple,
Gang Starr,
Excepter,
10cc,
Jawbox,
Warsaw,
Sarah Menescal,
Marc Almond,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Funkadelic,
Derrick May,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.