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 Turkey and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Bang On A Can to the rap 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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
Lungfish,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Offenders,
Eve St. Jones,
Mary Jane Girls,
Stiv Bators,
Eric Copeland,
Peter and Kerry,
Dual Sessions,
Crash Course in Science,
Average White Band,
Young Marble Giants,
The Gap Band,
Procol Harum,
Stetsasonic,
Yaz,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Skatalites,
Altered Images,
Chris & Cosey,
Rapeman,
Gerry Rafferty,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Raincoats,
Janne Schatter,
Depeche Mode,
The J.B.'s,
The Dirtbombs,
a-ha,
Section 25,
Vladislav Delay,
Japan,
The Seeds,
Joe Finger,
Malaria!,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kerrie Biddell,
Nas,
The Wake,
Newcleus,
Desert Stars,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Maleditus Sound,
The Misunderstood,
T. Rex,
Guru Guru,
Television,
Amon Düül,
Lalann,
The Golliwogs,
Crime,
the Slits,
Moebius,
New York Dolls,
Alison Limerick,
The Stooges,
Au Pairs,
UT,
Pharoah Sanders,
Cecil Taylor,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.