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 Serbia and from Salvador.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Joe Smooth to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Television Personalities,
The Tremeloes,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sam Rivers,
Don Cherry,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
X-101,
Young Marble Giants,
Freddie Wadling,
the Association,
These Immortal Souls,
The Red Krayola,
Chris & Cosey,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Moleskins,
Howard Jones,
Dark Day,
Bill Near,
The Names,
The Happenings,
Angry Samoans,
Cluster,
The Electric Prunes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Soul Sonic Force,
Hardrive,
Nico,
Harpers Bizarre,
DJ Style,
Kerri Chandler,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cybotron,
Sexual Harrassment,
Yellowson,
Susan Cadogan,
Masters at Work,
Khruangbin,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Skriet,
Scratch Acid,
L. Decosne,
The Young Rascals,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Avey Tare,
Isaac Hayes,
Ultravox,
Heaven 17,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Tommy Roe,
Ronan,
The Doobie Brothers,
In Retrospect,
Delon & Dalcan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
a-ha,
Make Up,
Leonard Cohen,
Vladislav Delay,
Faust,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.