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 Netherlands and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Cosmic Jokers to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Depeche Mode. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lyres,
Bill Wells,
Leonard Cohen,
The Cowsills,
Alison Limerick,
Man Parrish,
La Düsseldorf,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Walker Brothers,
Fluxion,
Thee Headcoats,
Michelle Simonal,
Eli Mardock,
The Wake,
Jacob Miller,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Modern Lovers,
Juan Atkins,
Bob Dylan,
The Monks,
Talk Talk,
Roxy Music,
Delon & Dalcan,
Quadrant,
Skarface,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
UT,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Techniques,
Tommy Roe,
Section 25,
Graham Central Station,
Pylon,
The Star Department,
X-Ray Spex,
The Buckinghams,
Drive Like Jehu,
Alton Ellis,
The Gladiators,
The Gories,
Joyce Sims,
Chris Corsano,
Delta 5,
Alice Coltrane,
Los Fastidios,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Vladislav Delay,
The Stooges,
Liliput,
Ludus,
Cluster,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Swans,
Motorama,
Alphaville,
Wings,
Connie Case,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.