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 India and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bremen.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Anakelly to the rap 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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Rufus Thomas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Grandmaster Flash,
Swans,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Residents,
Loose Ends,
The New Christs,
Ronnie Foster,
Faust,
The Raincoats,
The Leaves,
Faraquet,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Main Source,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Camberwell Now,
New Order,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sight & Sound,
Livin' Joy,
Ludus,
Neil Young,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Minnie Riperton,
Shoche,
Hasil Adkins,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Clear Light,
Eli Mardock,
Suburban Knight,
The Monochrome Set,
Sound Behaviour,
T. Rex,
Los Fastidios,
Junior Murvin,
Nils Olav,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Scion,
Dead Boys,
Mantronix,
David McCallum,
Dorothy Ashby,
Babytalk,
Marmalade,
Spandau Ballet,
The Black Dice,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Andrew Hill,
Desert Stars,
Technova,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Funky Four + One,
Sonic Youth,
Anakelly,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Slave,
Lee Hazlewood,
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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.