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 Korea South and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 PIL to the grunge 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 The Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All A Flock of Seagulls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every F. McDonald record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jacques Brel,
John Coltrane,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Dave Gahan,
The Misunderstood,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Crispy Ambulance,
Vainqueur,
Harmonia,
Scott Walker,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Scion,
The Happenings,
The Slits,
Monolake,
Colin Newman,
Dead Boys,
Brick,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
FM Einheit,
Intrusion,
Marvin Gaye,
Kevin Saunderson,
Grey Daturas,
CMW,
The Gap Band,
Archie Shepp,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Divine Comedy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Eden Ahbez,
The Moody Blues,
Interpol,
June of 44,
Boredoms,
Young Marble Giants,
Roxy Music,
Leonard Cohen,
Patti Smith,
Funky Four + One,
The Stooges,
Johnny Osbourne,
Eurythmics,
Joey Negro,
Siglo XX,
Kaleidoscope,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
X-101,
Kenny Larkin,
John Holt,
Morten Harket,
PIL,
Aural Exciters,
The Fire Engines,
The Motions,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.