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 Mongolia and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 linndrum 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 The Fuzztones to the funk 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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
Flash Fearless,
Kerri Chandler,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
One Last Wish,
Groovy Waters,
Suburban Knight,
Lindisfarne,
The Litter,
DNA,
Joe Smooth,
Visage,
Rekid,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Brand Nubian,
Lalo Schifrin,
Livin' Joy,
Saccharine Trust,
JFA,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Pretty Things,
KRS-One,
Don Cherry,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Gladiators,
Ultimate Spinach,
The J.B.'s,
Skaos,
Buzzcocks,
Amon Düül II,
Khruangbin,
Yusef Lateef,
Jeru the Damaja,
Joy Division,
Reuben Wilson,
Anthony Braxton,
The Music Machine,
The Doobie Brothers,
Patti Smith,
Ohio Players,
Yaz,
Stetsasonic,
New Order,
Ponytail,
Jerry's Kids,
L. Decosne,
Tears for Fears,
MC5,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Womack,
Hardrive,
Sonic Youth,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Goldenarms,
Jacques Brel,
Guru Guru,
Magma,
Ronnie Foster,
Sam Rivers,
Bluetip,
Boz Scaggs,
Swans,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.