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 Panama and from Accra.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Bill Wells to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Junior Murvin. All the underground hits.
All Thompson Twins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Banda Bassotti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Jandek,
Sonic Youth,
the Soft Cell,
Erykah Badu,
Joensuu 1685,
Negative Approach,
The Velvet Underground,
Gil Scott Heron,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Peter & Gordon,
JFA,
Yellowson,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Angels of Light,
Kayak,
The Gladiators,
Infiniti,
DJ Sneak,
The Moleskins,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Circle Jerks,
John Foxx,
The Residents,
Hot Snakes,
The Fire Engines,
Arthur Verocai,
Fluxion,
Dave Gahan,
Television Personalities,
Stiv Bators,
The Standells,
Gichy Dan,
The Cowsills,
Graham Central Station,
Crash Course in Science,
Skarface,
Delon & Dalcan,
Deadbeat,
Cal Tjader,
Ultra Naté,
The Techniques,
Y Pants,
Unwound,
kango's stein massive,
UT,
The Dave Clark Five,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Saints,
K-Klass,
Davy DMX,
Scrapy,
AZ,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Zeros,
Tears for Fears,
The Barracudas,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.