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 Montenegro and from Lyon.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Hong Kong.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the sitar 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 John Cale 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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Prince Buster,
Camouflage,
Soulsonic Force,
Massinfluence,
Hot Snakes,
Metal Thangz,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bronski Beat,
The Happenings,
Sun Ra,
Los Fastidios,
Siglo XX,
Fluxion,
The Names,
Bob Dylan,
Big Daddy Kane,
F. McDonald,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Suicide,
Skarface,
X-Ray Spex,
Magazine,
Banda Bassotti,
Michelle Simonal,
The Neon Judgement,
The Gap Band,
Aaron Thompson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Roxette,
Funky Four + One,
Ronan,
Sällskapet,
Depeche Mode,
The Standells,
Iggy Pop,
The Raincoats,
Tim Buckley,
Wally Richardson,
MDC,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Monks,
Easy Going,
Main Source,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Arab on Radar,
Grandmaster Flash,
These Immortal Souls,
Royal Trux,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Eurythmics,
Mark Hollis,
Eden Ahbez,
The Tremeloes,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.