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 Norway and from Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth 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 a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Half Japanese,
Monolake,
Man Eating Sloth,
Porter Ricks,
the Human League,
Amon Düül II,
Kaleidoscope,
Lightning Bolt,
Stetsasonic,
Donny Hathaway,
Mandrill,
Pantaleimon,
Niagra,
Panda Bear,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
K-Klass,
Slave,
Kas Product,
Sun Ra,
David Axelrod,
Scott Walker,
Mad Mike,
Gregory Isaacs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Golliwogs,
kango's stein massive,
Oblivians,
The Residents,
Animal Collective,
MC5,
Godley & Creme,
The Martian,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Groovy Waters,
Das Ding,
Anakelly,
Barbara Tucker,
Bill Near,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Joensuu 1685,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
X-101,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nik Kershaw,
Angry Samoans,
Second Layer,
Laurel Aitken,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lindisfarne,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Avey Tare,
T. Rex,
Urselle,
Eddi Front,
Wolf Eyes,
Al Stewart,
Accadde A,
Japan,
Albert Ayler,
OOIOO,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.