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 Moldova and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Robert Palmer 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 Happenings to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Byron Stingily. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Cheater Slicks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Parry Music,
Erasure,
Sound Behaviour,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Soft Cell,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Excepter,
Eric Dolphy,
Ludus,
Lalann,
Grauzone,
Absolute Body Control,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Nils Olav,
The Fire Engines,
Arab on Radar,
Matthew Halsall,
The Associates,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Tremeloes,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Radiohead,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bill Near,
The Smiths,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Fortunes,
Lakeside,
Amon Düül II,
Technova,
Cameo,
Public Enemy,
Pussy Galore,
The Trojans,
Lucky Dragons,
Smog,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
CMW,
Faraquet,
Simply Red,
The Five Americans,
Derrick Morgan,
The Cowsills,
Dennis Brown,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pere Ubu,
Organ,
Sight & Sound,
Delon & Dalcan,
Henry Cow,
The Moody Blues,
Terry Callier,
Glenn Branca,
Joey Negro,
Bobby Sherman,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.