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 Philippines and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moody Blues,
Brand Nubian,
The Victims,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Black Sheep,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Anthony Braxton,
Visage,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Motions,
Agitation Free,
Sonny Sharrock,
Radio Birdman,
Mad Mike,
The American Breed,
Yaz,
Pylon,
Pere Ubu,
Public Image Ltd.,
Liliput,
Bob Dylan,
Minutemen,
Brothers Johnson,
Glenn Branca,
Bizarre Inc.,
T.S.O.L.,
EPMD,
Au Pairs,
Toni Rubio,
Crime,
Niagra,
Ultravox,
Ituana,
The Durutti Column,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Main Source,
Lyres,
Freddie Wadling,
Sarah Menescal,
Neil Young,
Sexual Harrassment,
Byron Stingily,
Cluster,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Minor Threat,
Bobby Sherman,
The Remains,
Max Romeo,
John Lydon,
Gichy Dan,
Yellowson,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Skatalites,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Blackbyrds,
Banda Bassotti,
Funky Four + One,
Eric B and Rakim,
Graham Central Station,
The Red Krayola,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.