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 Norway and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Hong Kong.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 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 Stockholm Monsters to the rap 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 The Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
R.M.O.,
Susan Cadogan,
Saccharine Trust,
Roger Hodgson,
The Beau Brummels,
Pylon,
Clear Light,
Public Image Ltd.,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Invisible,
Mad Mike,
Maleditus Sound,
Kerri Chandler,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Magazine,
The Sonics,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
kango's stein massive,
Eve St. Jones,
The Cure,
Funkadelic,
Bob Dylan,
Maurizio,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ice-T,
Alton Ellis,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Yaz,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
In Retrospect,
Robert Wyatt,
The Zeros,
The Golliwogs,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sandy B,
Derrick May,
Warsaw,
Boogie Down Productions,
The J.B.'s,
Yazoo,
Newcleus,
Moby Grape,
Arcadia,
Zapp,
Reagan Youth,
Flash Fearless,
Quantec,
Qualms,
Nils Olav,
John Holt,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Quadrant,
MC5,
Oneida,
Todd Rundgren,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
T. Rex,
Loose Ends,
Kerrie Biddell,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Japan,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.