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 Ireland and from Lille.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 EPMD to the disco 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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Terry Callier,
Joe Finger,
Camberwell Now,
Althea and Donna,
New Age Steppers,
Rakim,
Roxy Music,
Japan,
Qualms,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ralphi Rosario,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
EPMD,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Depeche Mode,
The Fuzztones,
Flash Fearless,
Alphaville,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
F. McDonald,
Malaria!,
The Mummies,
10cc,
Lucky Dragons,
Quando Quango,
Procol Harum,
Pylon,
Sight & Sound,
Al Stewart,
Excepter,
Bobby Womack,
Motorama,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Unrelated Segments,
Ultimate Spinach,
John Holt,
Reagan Youth,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Fatback Band,
Throbbing Gristle,
Altered Images,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Junior Murvin,
Arcadia,
Khruangbin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Blossom Toes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Electric Prunes,
Godley & Creme,
Parry Music,
Bill Wells,
Smog,
James White and The Blacks,
Isaac Hayes,
Agitation Free,
Rotary Connection,
China Crisis,
Soulsonic Force,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.