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 the UAE and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 oboe 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 June Days to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Barclay James Harvest tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Adolescents,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ossler,
The Cramps,
The Standells,
Jacob Miller,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Gap Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Negative Approach,
This Heat,
Sparks,
The Martian,
Skaos,
ABBA,
kango's stein massive,
Marmalade,
Gang Starr,
Eddi Front,
The United States of America,
Funky Four + One,
Bill Near,
EPMD,
Idris Muhammad,
a-ha,
Wolf Eyes,
Lucky Dragons,
Gerry Rafferty,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Main Source,
ABC,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mantronix,
The Fugs,
Vladislav Delay,
Junior Murvin,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Theoretical Girls,
Eurythmics,
Echospace,
the Fania All-Stars,
John Coltrane,
Kerrie Biddell,
Soft Cell,
The Seeds,
Bronski Beat,
MDC,
cv313,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lou Christie,
Fear,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gichy Dan,
Morten Harket,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bad Manners,
Fatback Band,
Derrick Morgan,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jimmy McGriff,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.