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 Iceland and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Winnipeg.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the theremin 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 Pantaleimon to the jazz 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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
The Offenders,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gap Band,
Aloha Tigers,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Swell Maps,
Ten City,
Flipper,
DJ Sneak,
Bad Manners,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bill Wells,
The Neon Judgement,
China Crisis,
Patti Smith,
The Mighty Diamonds,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Anakelly,
Eric Copeland,
The Fortunes,
The Detroit Cobras,
Alice Coltrane,
Aural Exciters,
Alison Limerick,
Sight & Sound,
Ponytail,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eli Mardock,
L. Decosne,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Lakeside,
The Alarm Clocks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Stetsasonic,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Radio Birdman,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
a-ha,
X-101,
Malaria!,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Q and Not U,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tommy Roe,
Gabor Szabo,
Neu!,
Massinfluence,
Henry Cow,
The Evens,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Negative Approach,
The Electric Prunes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bill Near,
Barbara Tucker,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.