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 Australia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 Stockholm and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 Peter and Kerry to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
The Dirtbombs,
The Leaves,
The Smiths,
Grey Daturas,
Nico,
Ponytail,
Mandrill,
Scion,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Motions,
Lyres,
Camouflage,
Intrusion,
The Saints,
Banda Bassotti,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wolf Eyes,
Joensuu 1685,
Derrick May,
Smog,
Bizarre Inc.,
Amazonics,
Quando Quango,
Kool Moe Dee,
F. McDonald,
Whodini,
Ohio Players,
Chrome,
Scan 7,
Von Mondo,
Urselle,
Robert Görl,
Duran Duran,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kaleidoscope,
Donny Hathaway,
Marvin Gaye,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tears for Fears,
Moss Icon,
Judy Mowatt,
Frankie Knuckles,
Juan Atkins,
Animal Collective,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Clear Light,
Lightning Bolt,
Yellowson,
Cal Tjader,
The Red Krayola,
E-Dancer,
Essential Logic,
Eddi Front,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Loose Ends,
Faraquet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Freddie Wadling,
Shoche,
Soft Machine,
Arthur Verocai,
Guru Guru,
Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes.
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.