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 Sweden and from Portland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sonic Youth to the disco 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 Terrestrial Tones. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barclay James Harvest,
The Pretty Things,
Outsiders,
Peter & Gordon,
Black Moon,
Joyce Sims,
Connie Case,
DJ Style,
Marmalade,
Robert Hood,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Soft Cell,
Idris Muhammad,
Cheater Slicks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Eve St. Jones,
Siglo XX,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sex Pistols,
Matthew Halsall,
Arthur Verocai,
Reuben Wilson,
Wire,
Steve Hackett,
Suicide,
Lyres,
The Mojo Men,
E-Dancer,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pantaleimon,
Lee Hazlewood,
Cymande,
Flash Fearless,
Chris & Cosey,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Camberwell Now,
Mr. Review,
Drive Like Jehu,
Arcadia,
DJ Sneak,
Audionom,
Fad Gadget,
Robert Görl,
Faust,
Kurtis Blow,
Kerri Chandler,
Amon Düül II,
Average White Band,
The Standells,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Swell Maps,
Shuggie Otis,
The Offenders,
The New Christs,
The Evens,
Erasure,
Aloha Tigers,
DNA,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Anthony Braxton,
Dennis Brown,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.