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 Indonesia and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Morten Harket to the techno 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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb 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 Cramps,
Johnny Osbourne,
Roxy Music,
Don Cherry,
Aaron Thompson,
Donald Byrd,
Crooked Eye,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Amon Düül II,
Man Parrish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Swell Maps,
Zero Boys,
Brand Nubian,
Chris Corsano,
Y Pants,
The American Breed,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Dennis Brown,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jacques Brel,
Piero Umiliani,
The Buckinghams,
Niagra,
Sight & Sound,
The Moleskins,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Siglo XX,
Mantronix,
Shuggie Otis,
Black Bananas,
Pussy Galore,
Reuben Wilson,
Groovy Waters,
Banda Bassotti,
Arthur Verocai,
Minor Threat,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Laurel Aitken,
The J.B.'s,
Absolute Body Control,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Motions,
John Lydon,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Quando Quango,
Bobby Sherman,
Average White Band,
Quadrant,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Eve St. Jones,
Anthony Braxton,
Avey Tare,
Hardrive,
Cybotron,
Youth Brigade,
ABBA,
Lee Hazlewood,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.