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 Rwanda and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 spring reverb 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry to the punk 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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Television record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Swans,
Television,
The Human League,
Bush Tetras,
The Divine Comedy,
Trumans Water,
Gang Gang Dance,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ken Boothe,
Pulsallama,
Black Pus,
Crooked Eye,
Joyce Sims,
Hashim,
It's A Beautiful Day,
D'Angelo,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Robert Wyatt,
The Blackbyrds,
Basic Channel,
ABBA,
Dual Sessions,
Wolf Eyes,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
In Retrospect,
Hoover,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Mars,
The Misunderstood,
Smog,
Bootsy Collins,
Todd Rundgren,
Skaos,
The Standells,
Ossler,
Ice-T,
Soft Cell,
Liliput,
The Pop Group,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bill Wells,
Nirvana,
Cluster,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Aaron Thompson,
the Slits,
Bad Manners,
Model 500,
Neil Young,
Josef K,
Nation of Ulysses,
Index,
Blossom Toes,
Tommy Roe,
Unwound,
F. McDonald,
Roxy Music,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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.