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 Brazil and from Woodstock.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the organ 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 Panda Bear to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Marc Almond tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Ituana,
Yazoo,
The Associates,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Scan 7,
The Techniques,
Beasts of Bourbon,
LL Cool J,
Joey Negro,
Warren Ellis,
Pere Ubu,
Roy Ayers,
The Monks,
The Fortunes,
Pantaleimon,
Metal Thangz,
MC5,
Bob Dylan,
Cal Tjader,
The New Christs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Silicon Teens,
Kool Moe Dee,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Arthur Verocai,
Gong,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rakim,
Jawbox,
Country Teasers,
Average White Band,
The Monochrome Set,
10cc,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bobby Byrd,
The Moleskins,
Joe Finger,
The Slackers,
The Fugs,
Japan,
Flamin' Groovies,
Alton Ellis,
The Neon Judgement,
Television Personalities,
cv313,
Dennis Brown,
Stiv Bators,
The Shadows of Knight,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Intrusion,
Terrestrial Tones,
Marine Girls,
Flash Fearless,
Carl Craig,
Maurizio,
F. McDonald,
Aswad,
Pulsallama,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Wings,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.