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 Chad and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Organ to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bob Dylan. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mars,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lakeside,
Sister Nancy,
The Zeros,
Thee Headcoats,
Joyce Sims,
Don Cherry,
Blancmange,
AZ,
Sparks,
The Martian,
Outsiders,
the Association,
Bad Manners,
Arcadia,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ohio Players,
Kerri Chandler,
Nik Kershaw,
Tommy Roe,
Marc Almond,
The Happenings,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Surgeon,
Pylon,
Swell Maps,
Goldenarms,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Royal Trux,
Joensuu 1685,
Rod Modell,
Cecil Taylor,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Camouflage,
Panda Bear,
The Seeds,
Eric Copeland,
Tom Boy,
Scratch Acid,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Letta Mbulu,
Jeru the Damaja,
China Crisis,
The Shadows of Knight,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Silicon Teens,
Grauzone,
The Human League,
Niagra,
Pagans,
The Leaves,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Slits,
These Immortal Souls,
Young Marble Giants,
Underground Resistance,
Jacob Miller,
Slave, Slave, Slave, Slave.
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.