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 Algeria and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Happenings to the jazz 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 Barry Ungar. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
The Gap Band,
Pulsallama,
Negative Approach,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Seeds,
Urselle,
Yusef Lateef,
The Divine Comedy,
Maleditus Sound,
Mandrill,
The Vogues,
EPMD,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Gories,
Agitation Free,
Cymande,
Lou Christie,
Jeff Mills,
The Cowsills,
Albert Ayler,
Marine Girls,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Birthday Party,
a-ha,
Piero Umiliani,
cv313,
48th St. Collective,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Youth Brigade,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Soft Cell,
CMW,
DJ Sneak,
Chris & Cosey,
Au Pairs,
Joe Smooth,
Lightning Bolt,
Amon Düül,
Terrestrial Tones,
Buzzcocks,
The Count Five,
Derrick Morgan,
Junior Murvin,
Massinfluence,
Robert Görl,
Yellowson,
Chrome,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pole,
The Leaves,
Godley & Creme,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Erykah Badu,
Nik Kershaw,
Donald Byrd,
Amazonics,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
New Age Steppers,
Lakeside,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
the Sonics,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.