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 Chile and from Shanghai.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Skatalites to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
The Martian,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Evens,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Arab on Radar,
Marine Girls,
Swell Maps,
Sam Rivers,
The Gap Band,
Pantaleimon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
UT,
Eric Dolphy,
Television,
Model 500,
Glenn Branca,
MDC,
Johnny Osbourne,
Scratch Acid,
FM Einheit,
Saccharine Trust,
Magma,
The Neon Judgement,
Alice Coltrane,
Pere Ubu,
Hoover,
La Düsseldorf,
The Names,
X-Ray Spex,
Blancmange,
Basic Channel,
Radiohead,
Gastr Del Sol,
Roxette,
The Remains,
The Fugs,
The Invisible,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Shuggie Otis,
The Last Poets,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Colin Newman,
Babytalk,
Wolf Eyes,
Donny Hathaway,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Fela Kuti,
Jerry's Kids,
The Techniques,
Danielle Patucci,
Radio Birdman,
Bootsy Collins,
The Five Americans,
Bobby Womack,
Von Mondo,
Archie Shepp,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Blackbyrds,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.