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 Germany and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 H. Thieme to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Selector Dub Narcotic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection 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?
Scan 7,
Scratch Acid,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Talk Talk,
Roy Ayers,
Rakim,
Matthew Bourne,
X-102,
The Cramps,
Parry Music,
The Associates,
Harmonia,
David Axelrod,
PIL,
Flamin' Groovies,
Amon Düül,
Amazonics,
Negative Approach,
The Index,
Tropical Tobacco,
T.S.O.L.,
Arcadia,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Nas,
The New Christs,
Neil Young,
Neu!,
Pagans,
The Flesh Eaters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Albert Ayler,
Donny Hathaway,
Eric Copeland,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hashim,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DJ Style,
Laurel Aitken,
Rotary Connection,
Soft Machine,
Pantaleimon,
Sparks,
The Happenings,
The Martian,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Litter,
Slick Rick,
Minutemen,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gladiators,
Funky Four + One,
Hoover,
the Swans,
The Beau Brummels,
Black Flag,
Liliput,
Jeff Lynne,
Eric Dolphy,
Hot Snakes,
The Monks,
Kenny Larkin,
Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans.
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.