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 Finland and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Doors to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blake Baxter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boredoms,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Glenn Branca,
Ornette Coleman,
Brothers Johnson,
Roxette,
Amon Düül,
The Zeros,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Smiths,
Grauzone,
Amon Düül II,
Terry Callier,
Jacob Miller,
Soul Sonic Force,
Au Pairs,
Morten Harket,
Television,
Buzzcocks,
Lucky Dragons,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Public Image Ltd.,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Index,
The Misunderstood,
The Red Krayola,
Deadbeat,
Groovy Waters,
One Last Wish,
The Count Five,
Eddi Front,
Bush Tetras,
The Standells,
Marc Almond,
Dark Day,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Litter,
Absolute Body Control,
Sight & Sound,
D'Angelo,
Iggy Pop,
Ludus,
The Last Poets,
Lebanon Hanover,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Siglo XX,
T.S.O.L.,
Television Personalities,
Tommy Roe,
Thompson Twins,
Rekid,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Duran Duran,
Intrusion,
R.M.O.,
Girls At Our Best!,
New Age Steppers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.