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 Belize and from Copenhagen.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Pop Group to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T.S.O.L. 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fort Wilson Riot,
Livin' Joy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Quadrant,
Cameo,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kerrie Biddell,
Swans,
Slave,
Motorama,
Gabor Szabo,
Cecil Taylor,
The Toasters,
David McCallum,
Radiohead,
Rotary Connection,
The Offenders,
Avey Tare,
Von Mondo,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Brand Nubian,
the Swans,
The Monochrome Set,
The Seeds,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Grass Roots,
Malaria!,
Supertramp,
Radiopuhelimet,
10cc,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Make Up,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Index,
Matthew Halsall,
The United States of America,
MDC,
Lou Christie,
Minor Threat,
Scientists,
New Order,
The Searchers,
This Heat,
Arcadia,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Oneida,
Altered Images,
Sandy B,
Tommy Roe,
Banda Bassotti,
The Associates,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rufus Thomas,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lalann,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Busters,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.