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 Spain and from Cairo.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Talk Talk to the grime 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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Davy DMX,
Man Eating Sloth,
Yaz,
Skaos,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
John Lydon,
Ten City,
The Smiths,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
These Immortal Souls,
X-102,
Soul II Soul,
Toni Rubio,
Letta Mbulu,
Aswad,
D'Angelo,
Jawbox,
Moebius,
Michelle Simonal,
Scientists,
48th St. Collective,
the Association,
Wally Richardson,
A Certain Ratio,
Cluster,
Model 500,
Eden Ahbez,
The Sound,
Sugar Minott,
New Age Steppers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
London Community Gospel Choir,
Zapp,
La Düsseldorf,
World's Most,
Aloha Tigers,
Q65,
Vladislav Delay,
Cecil Taylor,
Half Japanese,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kevin Saunderson,
Marine Girls,
Bauhaus,
Alice Coltrane,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Sonics,
Ronnie Foster,
Wire,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
R.M.O.,
Swell Maps,
Don Cherry,
The Fire Engines,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eric Dolphy,
Roy Ayers,
Anthony Braxton,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.