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 Portugal and from Mexico City.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Mexico City.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Matthew Bourne to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Searchers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
U.S. Maple,
LL Cool J,
Surgeon,
Reuben Wilson,
Los Fastidios,
Gregory Isaacs,
Alton Ellis,
Scratch Acid,
Dark Day,
Slave,
The Saints,
Funkadelic,
Colin Newman,
The Standells,
Donald Byrd,
Make Up,
Letta Mbulu,
Suicide,
Rotary Connection,
the Fania All-Stars,
Siglo XX,
Outsiders,
Bobby Sherman,
Vladislav Delay,
The Selecter,
Von Mondo,
Young Marble Giants,
Boogie Down Productions,
Charles Mingus,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Moleskins,
The Count Five,
Soul Sonic Force,
Deadbeat,
Moebius,
OOIOO,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Tommy Roe,
Albert Ayler,
The Gladiators,
Hot Snakes,
New Age Steppers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Stereo Dub,
Alice Coltrane,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Searchers,
Eli Mardock,
Section 25,
Minutemen,
Kerri Chandler,
Kayak,
Heaven 17,
Agitation Free,
Matthew Halsall,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Magma,
Iggy Pop,
Hasil Adkins,
KRS-One,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.