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 Togo and from Beijing.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Kaleidoscope to the grunge 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 Kings Of Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Joe Finger,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
James White and The Blacks,
Whodini,
The Selecter,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
OOIOO,
Panda Bear,
Scratch Acid,
DJ Style,
The Velvet Underground,
Television Personalities,
Sonic Youth,
Hashim,
Throbbing Gristle,
Brick,
The Evens,
Ossler,
Khruangbin,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Adolescents,
Nirvana,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nick Fraelich,
Masters at Work,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Agitation Free,
Magazine,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sällskapet,
Girls At Our Best!,
Unrelated Segments,
The Count Five,
Deadbeat,
The Happenings,
Smog,
Kerri Chandler,
Nico,
Laurel Aitken,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Tommy Roe,
L. Decosne,
Clear Light,
Q and Not U,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Buzzcocks,
Malaria!,
Idris Muhammad,
Organ,
Yusef Lateef,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Barry Ungar,
Grandmaster Flash,
Susan Cadogan,
David Axelrod,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kool Moe Dee,
Agent Orange,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Dave Gahan,
Cymande,
Boredoms,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.