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 Marshall Islands and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the crunk 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 The Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Khruangbin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
KRS-One,
Aloha Tigers,
the Normal,
Kevin Saunderson,
Aaron Thompson,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Five Americans,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sugar Minott,
The Stooges,
Procol Harum,
Morten Harket,
Zero Boys,
Adolescents,
Kerrie Biddell,
Moebius,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
MDC,
Bauhaus,
The Neon Judgement,
Dennis Brown,
Organ,
Barrington Levy,
Tim Buckley,
The Blackbyrds,
UT,
Rod Modell,
Arthur Verocai,
Grandmaster Flash,
Stereo Dub,
Half Japanese,
Marcia Griffiths,
Inner City,
Archie Shepp,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Urselle,
Michelle Simonal,
DJ Style,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Easy Going,
Arcadia,
Monks,
Spoonie Gee,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
B.T. Express,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rhythm & Sound,
Nick Fraelich,
Eurythmics,
Maurizio,
The Misunderstood,
Malaria!,
The Beau Brummels,
Arab on Radar,
Sällskapet,
Rekid,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.