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 Solomon Islands and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the snare 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 The Monks to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin 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 guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
Half Japanese,
Bush Tetras,
Bauhaus,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lee Hazlewood,
Index,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Soul Sonic Force,
Can,
Slick Rick,
Pere Ubu,
Moby Grape,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Joey Negro,
Neu!,
Big Daddy Kane,
Alice Coltrane,
Scott Walker,
Procol Harum,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Dave Gahan,
Outsiders,
Section 25,
Organ,
Cameo,
Laurel Aitken,
Suburban Knight,
Matthew Halsall,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Supertramp,
Rakim,
Loose Ends,
The Pop Group,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
10cc,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sam Rivers,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Knickerbockers,
Kerri Chandler,
L. Decosne,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Flash Fearless,
Kaleidoscope,
The Monks,
Boredoms,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fat Boys,
Lakeside,
Radiohead,
Yaz,
Dawn Penn,
X-102,
Amazonics,
Whodini,
Reuben Wilson,
Pierre Henry,
Nirvana,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.