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 Angola 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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 arpeggiator 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 Ituana to the rock 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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
Patti Smith,
R.M.O.,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
DJ Sneak,
Basic Channel,
Ice-T,
Kaleidoscope,
Man Parrish,
Robert Wyatt,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Cybotron,
The Selecter,
Desert Stars,
L. Decosne,
UT,
The Doors,
Gang Gang Dance,
Robert Hood,
The Mummies,
Al Stewart,
the Human League,
Barrington Levy,
Dennis Brown,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
MC5,
Chris Corsano,
Althea and Donna,
CMW,
The Star Department,
Stereo Dub,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Tommy Roe,
Eric Copeland,
Fort Wilson Riot,
David Bowie,
Letta Mbulu,
Grauzone,
The Litter,
John Cale,
Joe Finger,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bootsy Collins,
Lou Reed,
Maleditus Sound,
Country Joe & The Fish,
JFA,
Traffic Nightmare,
These Immortal Souls,
The Shadows of Knight,
Interpol,
Minor Threat,
The Seeds,
Black Bananas,
Radiopuhelimet,
Tim Buckley,
Ronan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Delta 5,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Angry Samoans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.