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 France and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Desert Stars,
Subhumans,
John Coltrane,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bootsy Collins,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pole,
David Bowie,
Unwound,
Sonic Youth,
Erykah Badu,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Visage,
The Moleskins,
the Association,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Make Up,
Deakin,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
the Soft Cell,
Altered Images,
Kaleidoscope,
The Motions,
Whodini,
Soulsonic Force,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Hoover,
The Happenings,
UT,
The Birthday Party,
Girls At Our Best!,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pantaleimon,
The Vogues,
Khruangbin,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Leonard Cohen,
Das Ding,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gang Green,
Bad Manners,
Lalann,
Stiv Bators,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gastr Del Sol,
Easy Going,
Ten City,
Tom Boy,
Ossler,
Sarah Menescal,
Q65,
Kerrie Biddell,
Dual Sessions,
Rapeman,
Swell Maps,
Lee Hazlewood,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nation of Ulysses,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
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.