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 Pakistan and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Kinks to the grime 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat 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 snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Deepchord,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Mo-Dettes,
Con Funk Shun,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Seeds,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Half Japanese,
T.S.O.L.,
The Grass Roots,
10cc,
Animal Collective,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Qualms,
X-102,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Cure,
Surgeon,
Negative Approach,
Ponytail,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Joy Division,
Tubeway Army,
The Dirtbombs,
The Wake,
Sun City Girls,
Japan,
Ultra Naté,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Altered Images,
The Sonics,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Yaz,
Amon Düül II,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kerrie Biddell,
Spoonie Gee,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Wings,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Robert Görl,
Electric Prunes,
The Sound,
Hashim,
Skaos,
Roy Ayers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Oblivians,
Sixth Finger,
Main Source,
The New Christs,
Kevin Saunderson,
Minor Threat,
The Durutti Column,
Brick,
MC5,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Khruangbin,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.