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 Mauritius and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bremen.
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 guitar 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 Jeff Mills 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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
L. Decosne,
Kool Moe Dee,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Faust,
Ornette Coleman,
Desert Stars,
Joey Negro,
Don Cherry,
Niagra,
Scott Walker,
Gang Green,
Gichy Dan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Hasil Adkins,
Simply Red,
Yaz,
Lebanon Hanover,
Matthew Bourne,
The Fuzztones,
Camouflage,
Roxy Music,
Reuben Wilson,
The Black Dice,
the Sonics,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Main Source,
Nas,
Quantec,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kenny Larkin,
Alice Coltrane,
The Monks,
Au Pairs,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Divine Comedy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Doors,
Thee Headcoats,
Scion,
Sun Ra,
The Selecter,
Los Fastidios,
Bad Manners,
The Monochrome Set,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Tremeloes,
Marine Girls,
The Invisible,
cv313,
Pantaleimon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Remains,
Siglo XX,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Electric Prunes,
David Bowie,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.