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 Switzerland 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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Jesper Dahlback to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Idris Muhammad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Blake Baxter,
Schoolly D,
Y Pants,
Robert Hood,
Max Romeo,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Fugs,
Warren Ellis,
Tres Demented,
Gabor Szabo,
Scratch Acid,
DJ Style,
Television,
Mars,
Kaleidoscope,
Albert Ayler,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Red Krayola,
Zero Boys,
The Slackers,
Theoretical Girls,
The Buckinghams,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Moleskins,
Kurtis Blow,
Bush Tetras,
Lyres,
Terry Callier,
John Holt,
Todd Terry,
Anakelly,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Count Five,
The Happenings,
Ultra Naté,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Joey Negro,
The Neon Judgement,
The Doobie Brothers,
Black Moon,
The Mojo Men,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Hasil Adkins,
Pylon,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Robert Görl,
Shuggie Otis,
Urselle,
LL Cool J,
Young Marble Giants,
Ossler,
Johnny Clarke,
The Searchers,
Monks,
June Days,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Maurizio,
X-Ray Spex,
Gang Starr,
Pet Shop Boys,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.