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 Lesotho and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 guitar 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 Hot Snakes to the jazz 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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Matthew Bourne,
Ten City,
Model 500,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scion,
Echospace,
The Selecter,
Chrome,
Cybotron,
Hasil Adkins,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Iggy Pop,
Bobby Byrd,
Lou Reed,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Funkadelic,
Neil Young,
The Alarm Clocks,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Move,
Ultravox,
The Saints,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dave Gahan,
Morten Harket,
Shuggie Otis,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Alphaville,
Black Sheep,
Thee Headcoats,
The Monks,
Brand Nubian,
Skarface,
The Trojans,
The Index,
Fluxion,
Chris Corsano,
Intrusion,
Severed Heads,
PIL,
Tomorrow,
Gregory Isaacs,
Aaron Thompson,
the Swans,
The Fire Engines,
Jacob Miller,
Dorothy Ashby,
Hardrive,
Spoonie Gee,
Terry Callier,
Desert Stars,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
In Retrospect,
David Bowie,
Reuben Wilson,
Erykah Badu,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.