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 Estonia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lalo Schifrin to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Hardrive,
Todd Rundgren,
The Motions,
Stereo Dub,
Kayak,
Steve Hackett,
Roxy Music,
Harmonia,
The Golliwogs,
June Days,
Mars,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Monks,
Dave Gahan,
China Crisis,
The Associates,
Gichy Dan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Y Pants,
Joe Finger,
Marcia Griffiths,
Average White Band,
Schoolly D,
MC5,
Rufus Thomas,
Eurythmics,
Scan 7,
Rakim,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
John Cale,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sly & The Family Stone,
A Certain Ratio,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Germs,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Misunderstood,
Reuben Wilson,
Outsiders,
Sarah Menescal,
Matthew Bourne,
Au Pairs,
Interpol,
The Raincoats,
Livin' Joy,
Depeche Mode,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Crooked Eye,
Gang Starr,
Archie Shepp,
The Mojo Men,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sonny Sharrock,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ossler,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
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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.