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 Marshall Islands and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ 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 Roxette to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
These Immortal Souls,
The Neon Judgement,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sonny Sharrock,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Surgeon,
Soul II Soul,
Scott Walker,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Black Flag,
Brick,
Gabor Szabo,
Echospace,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Unrelated Segments,
Accadde A,
Suicide,
Fugazi,
New Age Steppers,
The Wake,
Smog,
Ossler,
Guru Guru,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gregory Isaacs,
Nas,
The Associates,
The Cramps,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Tubeway Army,
Subhumans,
Crispian St. Peters,
Porter Ricks,
Letta Mbulu,
Johnny Clarke,
Magma,
10cc,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
D'Angelo,
John Coltrane,
Kaleidoscope,
Electric Prunes,
The Dead C,
Amon Düül,
The Real Kids,
The Doors,
ABC,
Black Pus,
Mad Mike,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bad Manners,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tim Buckley,
Pussy Galore,
Wings,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mission of Burma,
Stereo Dub,
the Germs,
La Düsseldorf,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.