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 Honduras and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 snare 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 Joey Negro to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Gap Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Colin Newman,
New Order,
Alison Limerick,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ponytail,
the Soft Cell,
Brick,
DNA,
Peter & Gordon,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
FM Einheit,
Spoonie Gee,
Absolute Body Control,
Bluetip,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Television,
The Wake,
Judy Mowatt,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Suburban Knight,
LL Cool J,
The Fugs,
Al Stewart,
Reagan Youth,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Spandau Ballet,
Andrew Hill,
Echospace,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Thee Headcoats,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Beau Brummels,
Country Teasers,
Au Pairs,
Brothers Johnson,
The Blues Magoos,
Jesper Dahlback,
Das Ding,
Kenny Larkin,
Nas,
Derrick May,
Tropical Tobacco,
Minor Threat,
Mars,
Organ,
Bobby Womack,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Electric Prunes,
Eli Mardock,
Gang Green,
The Birthday Party,
Letta Mbulu,
Lightning Bolt,
Mr. Review,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.