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 Pakistan and from Shanghai.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 oboe 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 Ken Boothe to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Interpol,
Darondo,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Cramps,
Marine Girls,
Eve St. Jones,
Easy Going,
Excepter,
The Shadows of Knight,
Amon Düül II,
the Sonics,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
UT,
Moebius,
Boogie Down Productions,
Monolake,
DJ Sneak,
Mars,
kango's stein massive,
Agent Orange,
Oblivians,
Royal Trux,
Sugar Minott,
Saccharine Trust,
The Remains,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Eli Mardock,
Radiohead,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Deakin,
Brass Construction,
Boredoms,
Soft Machine,
Blossom Toes,
The Golliwogs,
The Victims,
Rapeman,
Oneida,
Pole,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Residents,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Das Ding,
Susan Cadogan,
The Fuzztones,
Robert Hood,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pantaleimon,
The Fortunes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Count Five,
The Litter,
Mark Hollis,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
E-Dancer,
Q65,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.