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 Montenegro and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Nik Kershaw to the rock 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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Vaughan Mason & Crew tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Ronnie Foster,
Cecil Taylor,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Gun Club,
The Fugs,
Gang Green,
New York Dolls,
Aaron Thompson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Talk Talk,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
La Düsseldorf,
Eric Dolphy,
Technova,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Idris Muhammad,
The Dead C,
Can,
Swell Maps,
Flamin' Groovies,
Brothers Johnson,
Johnny Clarke,
Jerry's Kids,
Easy Going,
Organ,
Crispy Ambulance,
Tubeway Army,
Pussy Galore,
Mad Mike,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mary Jane Girls,
Patti Smith,
OOIOO,
Y Pants,
Soulsonic Force,
Cluster,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
DNA,
Pantytec,
the Sonics,
Bill Wells,
The Fuzztones,
Pagans,
Susan Cadogan,
Babytalk,
Scott Walker,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Index,
DJ Sneak,
Dead Boys,
Eli Mardock,
Erykah Badu,
Wasted Youth,
Pantaleimon,
The Blackbyrds,
Cheater Slicks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jesper Dahlback,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.