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 Mongolia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Accadde A to the jazz 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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camouflage,
Wings,
Dead Boys,
B.T. Express,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sun Ra,
Soft Machine,
Lower 48,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pussy Galore,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lakeside,
Boredoms,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Leaves,
Scan 7,
Erykah Badu,
Todd Rundgren,
Morten Harket,
Neil Young,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Niagra,
Circle Jerks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stiv Bators,
Infiniti,
Pagans,
Los Fastidios,
Au Pairs,
Colin Newman,
Tommy Roe,
Arcadia,
48th St. Collective,
Q65,
Arthur Verocai,
Bush Tetras,
Deepchord,
The Mojo Men,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Move,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lightning Bolt,
The Slits,
Graham Central Station,
Barry Ungar,
Lee Hazlewood,
Audionom,
Curtis Mayfield,
Nas,
Man Parrish,
Amon Düül,
Funky Four + One,
Soulsonic Force,
The Birthday Party,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Scratch Acid,
Sixth Finger,
The Neon Judgement,
Rosa Yemen,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.