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 Poland and from Johannesburg.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gang Starr to the dance 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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Music Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Hasil Adkins,
Jandek,
Colin Newman,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Scientists,
Freddie Wadling,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Matthew Halsall,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
a-ha,
Babytalk,
The Happenings,
Zapp,
The American Breed,
Rakim,
Rufus Thomas,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
David McCallum,
Nation of Ulysses,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Suburban Knight,
Joe Smooth,
Sandy B,
The Busters,
Rekid,
Banda Bassotti,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Count Five,
Rotary Connection,
Young Marble Giants,
Arab on Radar,
John Coltrane,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Cure,
Fugazi,
Lalann,
Frankie Knuckles,
Aswad,
Gang Green,
The New Christs,
Roger Hodgson,
Smog,
June of 44,
Cluster,
Barbara Tucker,
Fort Wilson Riot,
8 Eyed Spy,
Don Cherry,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bush Tetras,
Lyres,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Q65,
Gastr Del Sol,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
LL Cool J,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pole,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.