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 Austria and from Sao Paulo.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Tropical Tobacco to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Happenings,
Dennis Brown,
Lalo Schifrin,
Easy Going,
Howard Jones,
The Red Krayola,
Siglo XX,
LL Cool J,
Sugar Minott,
Hot Snakes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sarah Menescal,
Rosa Yemen,
Ronan,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lou Reed,
Faraquet,
Peter & Gordon,
Anthony Braxton,
Hardrive,
Bobby Womack,
Bang On A Can,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lightning Bolt,
Babytalk,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Intrusion,
Curtis Mayfield,
Y Pants,
The Walker Brothers,
Sight & Sound,
Jawbox,
John Cale,
Avey Tare,
Glambeats Corp.,
Minutemen,
The Durutti Column,
Grandmaster Flash,
Brick,
The Slits,
Warren Ellis,
Harmonia,
Ornette Coleman,
The Beau Brummels,
Monolake,
The Shadows of Knight,
Electric Prunes,
DJ Sneak,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Robert Hood,
The Skatalites,
The Searchers,
The Associates,
Ultra Naté,
Jimmy McGriff,
Maurizio,
Soulsonic Force,
New Age Steppers,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.