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 Gambia and from Seoul.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 X-Ray Spex to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Selecter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Wally Richardson,
Alphaville,
The Pretty Things,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Monochrome Set,
Infiniti,
Jawbox,
Smog,
Jeff Mills,
Sound Behaviour,
Amon Düül,
Rosa Yemen,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ralphi Rosario,
Swans,
Yusef Lateef,
Excepter,
Ituana,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Boredoms,
Spoonie Gee,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Monolake,
Surgeon,
Soulsonic Force,
Carl Craig,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Quadrant,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Litter,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Mr. Review,
Wire,
June of 44,
The Searchers,
Skaos,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Durutti Column,
Thee Headcoats,
Nick Fraelich,
The Birthday Party,
The Vogues,
Das Ding,
The Evens,
ABC,
Drive Like Jehu,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Crispy Ambulance,
Tubeway Army,
DJ Sneak,
Outsiders,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
David McCallum,
Von Mondo,
Index,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.