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 Bolivia and from Tehran.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 DJ Sneak to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord 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 oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
B.T. Express,
The Remains,
Oblivians,
Joey Negro,
Marvin Gaye,
Das Ding,
Peter and Kerry,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Talk Talk,
Alice Coltrane,
Arthur Verocai,
the Bar-Kays,
The Divine Comedy,
Gang Green,
Motorama,
Country Teasers,
Jeff Mills,
Theoretical Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Fuzztones,
Ituana,
David McCallum,
The Mojo Men,
Youth Brigade,
CMW,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Radio Birdman,
The Birthday Party,
Yellowson,
Ornette Coleman,
The Human League,
Peter & Gordon,
Slick Rick,
Wings,
Junior Murvin,
Soul Sonic Force,
The United States of America,
Robert Hood,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pylon,
The Skatalites,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
John Foxx,
Bob Dylan,
the Swans,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Alarm Clocks,
Saccharine Trust,
The Walker Brothers,
Desert Stars,
a-ha,
Massinfluence,
The Blackbyrds,
The Wake,
Deadbeat,
Chrome,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Electric Light Orchestra,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.