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 Chad and from Philadelphia.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Cal Tjader to the rock 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
The United States of America,
Mark Hollis,
Kerri Chandler,
The Happenings,
Cymande,
The Fire Engines,
the Sonics,
Barrington Levy,
Monks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Erykah Badu,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ohio Players,
Ludus,
Colin Newman,
The Sisters of Mercy,
MC5,
Joyce Sims,
The Monochrome Set,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Liliput,
Ossler,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Buckinghams,
Bush Tetras,
Fugazi,
Ituana,
8 Eyed Spy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Chris Corsano,
Pantytec,
Jawbox,
Tubeway Army,
Pet Shop Boys,
Scott Walker,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
the Soft Cell,
Bobby Sherman,
Big Daddy Kane,
Letta Mbulu,
Isaac Hayes,
The Sonics,
Underground Resistance,
The Raincoats,
Sarah Menescal,
Dorothy Ashby,
the Human League,
Rotary Connection,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Fluxion,
Kerrie Biddell,
Dark Day,
The Doobie Brothers,
Soulsonic Force,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Blackbyrds,
Lakeside,
Ultra Naté,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.