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 the UAE and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Buckinghams to the grunge 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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Smog,
The Golliwogs,
Silicon Teens,
Livin' Joy,
Joe Finger,
Angry Samoans,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lightning Bolt,
The Kinks,
AZ,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Agent Orange,
Flipper,
Agitation Free,
The Motions,
One Last Wish,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
48th St. Collective,
Nas,
Sarah Menescal,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The J.B.'s,
Thee Headcoats,
Fat Boys,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
MDC,
A Certain Ratio,
Black Pus,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Harpers Bizarre,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Grass Roots,
Funky Four + One,
The Fire Engines,
Rites of Spring,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fear,
John Cale,
Bobby Byrd,
Sparks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Joy Division,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
James White and The Blacks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ultravox,
Soft Cell,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Wake,
Scott Walker,
Alice Coltrane,
F. McDonald,
These Immortal Souls,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eric Copeland,
Gil Scott Heron,
Girls At Our Best!,
Vainqueur,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.