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 Mongolia and from Hong Kong.
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 Copenhagen and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Gabor Szabo to the disco 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All Heavy D & The Boyz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Crispy Ambulance,
Joensuu 1685,
Sandy B,
Accadde A,
Marvin Gaye,
Jandek,
The Sound,
Bronski Beat,
Erasure,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Panda Bear,
Blancmange,
Jesper Dahlback,
Cybotron,
10cc,
Skarface,
CMW,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Dave Clark Five,
Talk Talk,
Funkadelic,
Visage,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Tremeloes,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Neon Judgement,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Steve Hackett,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Hashim,
Amon Düül II,
Barry Ungar,
Erykah Badu,
Joey Negro,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Banda Bassotti,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Easy Going,
The Invisible,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Faraquet,
Matthew Bourne,
Quando Quango,
Roxette,
Johnny Clarke,
Loose Ends,
Scott Walker,
Sparks,
Eric Dolphy,
The Mojo Men,
Sam Rivers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kerrie Biddell,
Spoonie Gee,
Lower 48,
LL Cool J,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Germs,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.