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 Niger and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Robert Hood to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All The Gladiators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Invisible record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mary Jane Girls,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Q65,
The Fugs,
Sound Behaviour,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Desert Stars,
Rekid,
Grandmaster Flash,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ludus,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pole,
The Vogues,
Basic Channel,
Donald Byrd,
The Barracudas,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
E-Dancer,
The Misunderstood,
Brothers Johnson,
ABBA,
Gregory Isaacs,
Popol Vuh,
Graham Central Station,
DNA,
Flash Fearless,
Pulsallama,
kango's stein massive,
Con Funk Shun,
Throbbing Gristle,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Happenings,
Dawn Penn,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Busters,
Spandau Ballet,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rapeman,
Delon & Dalcan,
the Fania All-Stars,
Vainqueur,
The Grass Roots,
Hashim,
X-Ray Spex,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Martian,
Bobby Byrd,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lindisfarne,
Monks,
Ohio Players,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Youth Brigade,
H. Thieme,
Fluxion,
Quando Quango,
Andrew Hill,
Hoover,
The Gun Club,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.