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 Canada 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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Connie Case to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Names. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
Bronski Beat,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
KRS-One,
The Smiths,
John Coltrane,
Grey Daturas,
Gichy Dan,
Nik Kershaw,
The Invisible,
The Zeros,
Tomorrow,
Cybotron,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Charles Mingus,
X-102,
Pylon,
Depeche Mode,
John Holt,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Trumans Water,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Shoche,
the Human League,
E-Dancer,
Q and Not U,
The Neon Judgement,
Khruangbin,
Alton Ellis,
Eli Mardock,
The Wake,
The Index,
Quantec,
John Foxx,
Boz Scaggs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
David Axelrod,
Warren Ellis,
The Misunderstood,
Chris & Cosey,
The Mummies,
The Techniques,
Talk Talk,
The Selecter,
Young Marble Giants,
Cheater Slicks,
Eden Ahbez,
Aaron Thompson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lalann,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Fortunes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fifty Foot Hose,
Reuben Wilson,
Howard Jones,
X-Ray Spex,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.