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 Uganda and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 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 Iggy Pop to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 the Association. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Youth Brigade,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sun Ra,
Mantronix,
Ituana,
Lou Christie,
Max Romeo,
Vainqueur,
The Slackers,
Intrusion,
EPMD,
Sun City Girls,
the Normal,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Offenders,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Archie Shepp,
Moby Grape,
Unwound,
Jeff Lynne,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
ABBA,
The Divine Comedy,
Moebius,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Zeros,
The Saints,
Joe Finger,
Harmonia,
Eurythmics,
Roxy Music,
Tomorrow,
Delon & Dalcan,
Avey Tare,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Tropical Tobacco,
Peter & Gordon,
Erasure,
Alice Coltrane,
Tom Boy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Five Americans,
Hashim,
Slick Rick,
X-102,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Doors,
Bob Dylan,
Lindisfarne,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Guru Guru,
Massinfluence,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Shoche,
Pagans,
The Real Kids,
Bad Manners,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Derrick May,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bush Tetras,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.