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 Liberia 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Panda Bear to the grunge 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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Holt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doobie Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
Lalann,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Beau Brummels,
Nico,
Brick,
LL Cool J,
John Foxx,
Sixth Finger,
E-Dancer,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Letta Mbulu,
Marcia Griffiths,
Flipper,
kango's stein massive,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Moby Grape,
Alice Coltrane,
Deakin,
Roger Hodgson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kaleidoscope,
Swell Maps,
Rekid,
Quando Quango,
Suicide,
Yazoo,
The Modern Lovers,
ABC,
Crispy Ambulance,
Con Funk Shun,
Animal Collective,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gong,
Franke,
Nirvana,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sam Rivers,
Schoolly D,
Rosa Yemen,
Silicon Teens,
Stiv Bators,
Trumans Water,
Technova,
Judy Mowatt,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tomorrow,
Morten Harket,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
L. Decosne,
Wings,
Barry Ungar,
Neu!,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Organ,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Circle Jerks,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.