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 Luxembourg and from Accra.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Toronto.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the crunk 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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-Ray Spex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Shuggie Otis,
Bill Near,
Scott Walker,
Maurizio,
John Cale,
Roxette,
Man Parrish,
Animal Collective,
Popol Vuh,
Simply Red,
The Techniques,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Television Personalities,
Prince Buster,
Rod Modell,
The Young Rascals,
The Trojans,
Tommy Roe,
Gang of Four,
The Move,
Jerry's Kids,
Buzzcocks,
X-101,
Amon Düül II,
Schoolly D,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The J.B.'s,
Aaron Thompson,
Young Marble Giants,
The Mojo Men,
Hot Snakes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Real Kids,
Au Pairs,
Grauzone,
Tropical Tobacco,
Chris Corsano,
Delta 5,
Danielle Patucci,
Supertramp,
Oneida,
Reagan Youth,
the Germs,
Boogie Down Productions,
Magma,
The Victims,
the Soft Cell,
Dennis Brown,
Spoonie Gee,
Charles Mingus,
Symarip,
Moss Icon,
The Remains,
The Cramps,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Raincoats,
Flipper,
John Coltrane,
Swell Maps,
Minnie Riperton,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rufus Thomas,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.