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 Saudi Arabia and from Beijing.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Seeds to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Michelle Simonal,
the Slits,
Main Source,
Nation of Ulysses,
ABC,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kerri Chandler,
Saccharine Trust,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Clear Light,
Urselle,
Y Pants,
Sound Behaviour,
Peter & Gordon,
Pole,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DJ Sneak,
K-Klass,
Blake Baxter,
Lebanon Hanover,
Curtis Mayfield,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Grass Roots,
Magazine,
Anthony Braxton,
Banda Bassotti,
Half Japanese,
Masters at Work,
Silicon Teens,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Tubeway Army,
The Stooges,
The Barracudas,
Dennis Brown,
The Techniques,
Japan,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Leaves,
The Electric Prunes,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Soulsonic Force,
Eric Copeland,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Move,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Seeds,
ABBA,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Evens,
Stetsasonic,
The Birthday Party,
Sister Nancy,
Reagan Youth,
The Dirtbombs,
Andrew Hill,
Alton Ellis,
Todd Terry,
Maurizio,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.