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 Eritrea and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Toronto.
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 linndrum 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 Magma to the grunge 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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Livin' Joy,
Massinfluence,
The Trojans,
the Human League,
David Axelrod,
Althea and Donna,
Sound Behaviour,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Avey Tare,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Golliwogs,
Tubeway Army,
Steve Hackett,
David McCallum,
Outsiders,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jawbox,
Blake Baxter,
June Days,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Dave Clark Five,
DJ Style,
The Residents,
The Red Krayola,
Charles Mingus,
Joyce Sims,
Patti Smith,
The Skatalites,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Victims,
Pere Ubu,
Ossler,
The Human League,
The Dirtbombs,
Amon Düül,
Kurtis Blow,
John Cale,
Swell Maps,
Bad Manners,
Surgeon,
New Order,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
New York Dolls,
Chrome,
Josef K,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
F. McDonald,
Goldenarms,
Drexciya,
Animal Collective,
Smog,
Scan 7,
Isaac Hayes,
Buzzcocks,
Donald Byrd,
Graham Central Station,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.