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 Swaziland and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 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 Roy Ayers to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Godley & Creme,
Urselle,
Michelle Simonal,
Visage,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Motorama,
Nick Fraelich,
CMW,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Golliwogs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Porter Ricks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
kango's stein massive,
Monolake,
Rotary Connection,
Gastr Del Sol,
Nils Olav,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Man Parrish,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
ABC,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Blackbyrds,
Lower 48,
Isaac Hayes,
The Beau Brummels,
the Bar-Kays,
Circle Jerks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eric Dolphy,
Gong,
Television,
Talk Talk,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Mojo Men,
Sandy B,
Franke,
The Invisible,
Sun City Girls,
Pylon,
Black Pus,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Martian,
Minny Pops,
David McCallum,
Vladislav Delay,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bootsy Collins,
Radiohead,
Fugazi,
Cameo,
The Blues Magoos,
Warren Ellis,
Roxy Music,
Banda Bassotti,
Cymande,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.