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 Azerbaijan and from Lagos.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lille.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Velvet Underground to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fatback Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Circle Jerks,
Steve Hackett,
Radio Birdman,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Swell Maps,
Subhumans,
Schoolly D,
Graham Central Station,
Gang Green,
LL Cool J,
the Human League,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sarah Menescal,
Metal Thangz,
Royal Trux,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Warren Ellis,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Golliwogs,
Man Eating Sloth,
Symarip,
Ralphi Rosario,
Vainqueur,
Agent Orange,
Public Image Ltd.,
Matthew Halsall,
The Alarm Clocks,
Khruangbin,
Toni Rubio,
ABC,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Electric Prunes,
Judy Mowatt,
Gang Starr,
The Monks,
kango's stein massive,
The Selecter,
In Retrospect,
Fort Wilson Riot,
James White and The Blacks,
The Tremeloes,
Scan 7,
DNA,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Urselle,
The Fugs,
PIL,
Eric Dolphy,
Sällskapet,
John Coltrane,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Fania All-Stars,
Al Stewart,
Bad Manners,
48th St. Collective,
Bluetip,
Young Marble Giants,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Idris Muhammad,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.