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 Armenia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Pussy Galore to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a These Immortal Souls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monks,
The Wake,
Q and Not U,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The New Christs,
Donny Hathaway,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Dennis Brown,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gang Green,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Peter & Gordon,
Aaron Thompson,
The Doobie Brothers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rakim,
Ituana,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Slackers,
Rotary Connection,
Dead Boys,
Dave Gahan,
Trumans Water,
Aswad,
Sound Behaviour,
Soulsonic Force,
June Days,
The Gladiators,
Adolescents,
Darondo,
Mandrill,
Pulsallama,
Yellowson,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sight & Sound,
Dual Sessions,
T.S.O.L.,
Lower 48,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pantytec,
Danielle Patucci,
Con Funk Shun,
Warsaw,
Anthony Braxton,
Basic Channel,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Second Layer,
L. Decosne,
The Red Krayola,
Von Mondo,
Nils Olav,
Jerry's Kids,
Whodini,
Tropical Tobacco,
John Cale,
Los Fastidios,
Underground Resistance,
Ice-T,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.