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 Sierra Leone and from Milan.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Jimmy McGriff to the dance 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Thompson Twins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boredoms,
The Standells,
The Blackbyrds,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Wally Richardson,
Nico,
Siglo XX,
DNA,
The Zeros,
Nas,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Godley & Creme,
Crooked Eye,
The Fortunes,
Spandau Ballet,
Scion,
Eurythmics,
Mandrill,
Jeff Lynne,
Ludus,
Marcia Griffiths,
Schoolly D,
Severed Heads,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Robert Wyatt,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Gap Band,
Icehouse,
Trumans Water,
The Grass Roots,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pantytec,
Ultra Naté,
the Normal,
The Litter,
Rekid,
Gichy Dan,
Metal Thangz,
Brand Nubian,
Slick Rick,
Dead Boys,
Spoonie Gee,
ABC,
These Immortal Souls,
The Sound,
Pierre Henry,
June Days,
The Cramps,
Tubeway Army,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gerry Rafferty,
Faraquet,
Black Flag,
The Associates,
Pantaleimon,
Joy Division,
Henry Cow,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.