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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bad Manners to the grunge 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 The Mighty Diamonds. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Goldenarms,
Frankie Knuckles,
kango's stein massive,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Faust,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jacob Miller,
Easy Going,
Basic Channel,
Eddi Front,
Supertramp,
Nas,
Terrestrial Tones,
Newcleus,
Public Image Ltd.,
Johnny Clarke,
Donny Hathaway,
Nik Kershaw,
Electric Prunes,
Bizarre Inc.,
Aural Exciters,
Black Flag,
Reagan Youth,
Clear Light,
Flash Fearless,
Bobby Sherman,
Connie Case,
cv313,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Fortunes,
Mantronix,
Derrick May,
Gong,
The Martian,
Jerry's Kids,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Soulsonic Force,
Chris Corsano,
Liliput,
Qualms,
Dead Boys,
Moby Grape,
The Raincoats,
Tres Demented,
Cymande,
Cal Tjader,
Agitation Free,
Slave,
Inner City,
Ponytail,
Brass Construction,
Eric Copeland,
Stetsasonic,
Faraquet,
Gang of Four,
The Litter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.