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 Qatar and from Cairo.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Zapp to the grime 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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Absolute Body Control 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
Outsiders,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Blues Magoos,
B.T. Express,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jacques Brel,
Brothers Johnson,
Gang Starr,
Chris & Cosey,
Sly & The Family Stone,
KRS-One,
Wolf Eyes,
Average White Band,
Eurythmics,
Lee Hazlewood,
Minutemen,
Robert Wyatt,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Royal Trux,
Mars,
Cameo,
Roxette,
Ohio Players,
Peter and Kerry,
Albert Ayler,
the Fania All-Stars,
Faraquet,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Circle Jerks,
Joy Division,
Aaron Thompson,
Symarip,
Index,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Cluster,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pole,
Archie Shepp,
Zero Boys,
Janne Schatter,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Liliput,
The Birthday Party,
Henry Cow,
Jandek,
Gabor Szabo,
David Bowie,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ossler,
Fluxion,
Ituana,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Buckinghams,
Roxy Music,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Masters at Work,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.