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 Bolivia and from Philadelphia.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Livin' Joy to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Roger Hodgson,
Ornette Coleman,
Fatback Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
kango's stein massive,
Duran Duran,
Iggy Pop,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Red Krayola,
Boredoms,
Make Up,
The Cramps,
Man Eating Sloth,
Hardrive,
Quando Quango,
Country Teasers,
Theoretical Girls,
L. Decosne,
The Index,
T. Rex,
Fear,
Sexual Harrassment,
Tropical Tobacco,
Siglo XX,
Sound Behaviour,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pet Shop Boys,
Fela Kuti,
Joensuu 1685,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Janne Schatter,
A Certain Ratio,
Tears for Fears,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Slackers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ice-T,
The Music Machine,
Zero Boys,
Deakin,
Johnny Osbourne,
Interpol,
Lightning Bolt,
Lindisfarne,
Funky Four + One,
Al Stewart,
Fugazi,
Guru Guru,
Half Japanese,
Suicide,
Electric Prunes,
Underground Resistance,
The Monks,
Ludus,
Deadbeat,
Lou Reed,
Barbara Tucker,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Fuzztones,
the Swans,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.