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 Spain 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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Faraquet to the rock 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suicide,
Todd Rundgren,
Pierre Henry,
The Mummies,
Harmonia,
Procol Harum,
Newcleus,
Absolute Body Control,
48th St. Collective,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Grey Daturas,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bobby Sherman,
Marmalade,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Clear Light,
Gastr Del Sol,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nik Kershaw,
Y Pants,
Essential Logic,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ludus,
Pulsallama,
JFA,
Black Flag,
Parry Music,
Thee Headcoats,
Pantaleimon,
Babytalk,
Bobby Byrd,
The Gap Band,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bang On A Can,
Ten City,
Cymande,
Eli Mardock,
Quando Quango,
The Offenders,
Altered Images,
Blake Baxter,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Al Stewart,
Spoonie Gee,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Crash Course in Science,
Jeru the Damaja,
La Düsseldorf,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Prince Buster,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.