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 Spain and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Derrick Morgan to the techno 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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
U.S. Maple,
DNA,
The Moleskins,
Hot Snakes,
10cc,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Unrelated Segments,
Todd Rundgren,
John Cale,
Unwound,
The Victims,
OOIOO,
The Searchers,
The Martian,
Country Teasers,
Sugar Minott,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Funky Four + One,
Jacques Brel,
Skarface,
The Young Rascals,
Girls At Our Best!,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fugazi,
Angry Samoans,
Roxette,
Panda Bear,
Mission of Burma,
Ultra Naté,
Kayak,
The Real Kids,
The Remains,
Depeche Mode,
Sight & Sound,
Skaos,
Banda Bassotti,
Eden Ahbez,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Susan Cadogan,
Arab on Radar,
Derrick May,
Lalo Schifrin,
Scion,
Shoche,
The Mummies,
Saccharine Trust,
Fluxion,
Piero Umiliani,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Count Five,
The American Breed,
Freddie Wadling,
Chrome,
Sunsets and Hearts,
X-Ray Spex,
Sonic Youth,
Black Pus,
Yusef Lateef,
Donald Byrd,
Grey Daturas,
Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes.
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.