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 Costa Rica and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Patti Smith to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Eating Sloth,
World's Most,
Subhumans,
The Smoke,
Cluster,
One Last Wish,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Stooges,
Silicon Teens,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Angels of Light,
Monolake,
Flamin' Groovies,
Juan Atkins,
The Associates,
Jimmy McGriff,
Danielle Patucci,
Jandek,
Avey Tare,
The Index,
The Mojo Men,
Absolute Body Control,
Byron Stingily,
Black Bananas,
Skriet,
Crash Course in Science,
Icehouse,
James White and The Blacks,
JFA,
Urselle,
Rotary Connection,
Sex Pistols,
Whodini,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Count Five,
Country Teasers,
Mark Hollis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
H. Thieme,
Smog,
Curtis Mayfield,
Don Cherry,
D'Angelo,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Josef K,
Roxette,
Soft Cell,
Eddi Front,
Soft Machine,
Dead Boys,
The United States of America,
Flash Fearless,
Ronnie Foster,
The New Christs,
CMW,
PIL,
Rapeman,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Cecil Taylor,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lee Hazlewood,
Symarip,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.