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 Monaco and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the guitar 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the grunge 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Little Man,
Alison Limerick,
Marine Girls,
Parry Music,
Dual Sessions,
John Lydon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Iggy Pop,
Rites of Spring,
Oneida,
New Age Steppers,
Funkadelic,
Shoche,
In Retrospect,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Offenders,
The Electric Prunes,
Eric Dolphy,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kerri Chandler,
Gichy Dan,
Easy Going,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Marvin Gaye,
The Buckinghams,
Ohio Players,
Scientists,
Brass Construction,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Anakelly,
John Coltrane,
Fear,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Golliwogs,
T. Rex,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Excepter,
Alphaville,
Eddi Front,
The Residents,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Seeds,
Absolute Body Control,
Audionom,
FM Einheit,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ponytail,
Minny Pops,
Tommy Roe,
Hoover,
EPMD,
The Litter,
The Saints,
H. Thieme,
Soul Sonic Force,
Glenn Branca,
Josef K,
Davy DMX,
Boz Scaggs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Whodini,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.