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 Gabon and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 June of 44 to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Bowie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Altered Images,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Index,
Sonny Sharrock,
Suburban Knight,
Ponytail,
Sister Nancy,
The Buckinghams,
Fat Boys,
Symarip,
Avey Tare,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bobby Byrd,
Marc Almond,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Subhumans,
The Kinks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Peter & Gordon,
Gang Starr,
The Victims,
Darondo,
Judy Mowatt,
Flamin' Groovies,
Blossom Toes,
Black Moon,
Soul Sonic Force,
China Crisis,
Von Mondo,
Nik Kershaw,
Kayak,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Selecter,
Alison Limerick,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joy Division,
Pierre Henry,
The United States of America,
The Offenders,
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Zero Boys,
X-Ray Spex,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sam Rivers,
The Fugs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Johnny Clarke,
Robert Hood,
L. Decosne,
Davy DMX,
Derrick Morgan,
Crooked Eye,
Brand Nubian,
Erasure,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lalann,
T. Rex,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kerrie Biddell,
Television Personalities,
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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