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 Fiji and from Columbus.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 DJ Sneak to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Derrick May,
China Crisis,
Black Pus,
Rhythm & Sound,
Moby Grape,
Procol Harum,
Arthur Verocai,
Nirvana,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mandrill,
Yazoo,
Ultimate Spinach,
ABBA,
Althea and Donna,
Arcadia,
Jerry's Kids,
Dorothy Ashby,
Radio Birdman,
Suicide,
Animal Collective,
Pulsallama,
the Association,
Peter and Kerry,
Gang Green,
Sixth Finger,
Steve Hackett,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Erykah Badu,
Accadde A,
Ken Boothe,
Black Sheep,
Banda Bassotti,
Pole,
Dave Gahan,
Scott Walker,
Radiohead,
Sam Rivers,
The Index,
Jeff Lynne,
10cc,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Saccharine Trust,
Tears for Fears,
Gastr Del Sol,
Quando Quango,
Sugar Minott,
The Buckinghams,
Anakelly,
The Busters,
Juan Atkins,
Half Japanese,
Funkadelic,
Boredoms,
Au Pairs,
Prince Buster,
Q and Not U,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Danielle Patucci,
The Durutti Column,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
David Bowie,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.