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 Laos 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Wire to the crunk 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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
the Germs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Henry Cow,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
CMW,
The Neon Judgement,
The Trojans,
Qualms,
Ituana,
Surgeon,
The American Breed,
The Stooges,
The New Christs,
David Bowie,
Chris & Cosey,
Dead Boys,
The Real Kids,
Moebius,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ponytail,
D'Angelo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Hot Snakes,
DNA,
Das Ding,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Yazoo,
The Pretty Things,
Cecil Taylor,
Soulsonic Force,
These Immortal Souls,
The Names,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Wally Richardson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Litter,
Franke,
Subhumans,
Stockholm Monsters,
F. McDonald,
Yusef Lateef,
Duran Duran,
Tommy Roe,
Icehouse,
Al Stewart,
Darondo,
Bauhaus,
Donald Byrd,
Neu!,
Sällskapet,
The Fugs,
Quantec,
Kayak,
Hoover,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Public Image Ltd.,
David Axelrod,
Bang On A Can,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.