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 Nepal and from Columbus.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Gil Scott Heron to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Supertramp,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Harmonia,
Ralphi Rosario,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Joe Smooth,
Pantaleimon,
PIL,
Oblivians,
Lyres,
Blancmange,
Rod Modell,
New Order,
Sight & Sound,
Subhumans,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
8 Eyed Spy,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Michelle Simonal,
Eli Mardock,
The Slits,
cv313,
Drexciya,
Livin' Joy,
Darondo,
Animal Collective,
Lindisfarne,
Pylon,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sandy B,
Make Up,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Golliwogs,
Bill Near,
The Martian,
Patti Smith,
John Lydon,
Colin Newman,
Unrelated Segments,
the Normal,
Nirvana,
Marvin Gaye,
the Germs,
Delta 5,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Crime,
Nils Olav,
Fatback Band,
Idris Muhammad,
Judy Mowatt,
The Human League,
Terrestrial Tones,
Chris Corsano,
Soul II Soul,
The Birthday Party,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.