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 Equatorial Guinea and from Mumbai.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Warsaw to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Matthew Bourne. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
John Cale,
Pantaleimon,
Ponytail,
Urselle,
JFA,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Erykah Badu,
One Last Wish,
Jeff Lynne,
The Gladiators,
Blancmange,
Cecil Taylor,
Bill Near,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Heaven 17,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Hoover,
Suicide,
Chris & Cosey,
Scratch Acid,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Slackers,
Niagra,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
World's Most,
The Techniques,
Juan Atkins,
Lindisfarne,
The Cure,
Boz Scaggs,
F. McDonald,
June Days,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Misunderstood,
Unrelated Segments,
Deakin,
Bill Wells,
Junior Murvin,
The Shadows of Knight,
Smog,
Deepchord,
DJ Sneak,
Fear,
Dennis Brown,
MC5,
B.T. Express,
Nick Fraelich,
The Raincoats,
Shuggie Otis,
Schoolly D,
Essential Logic,
Gang Gang Dance,
Harpers Bizarre,
Roxette,
Byron Stingily,
China Crisis,
The Litter,
Roy Ayers,
Althea and Donna,
Davy DMX,
Big Daddy Kane,
ABBA,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.