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 Slovakia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 snare 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 The Modern Lovers to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-Ray Spex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Severed Heads,
Oblivians,
Godley & Creme,
New York Dolls,
Wolf Eyes,
James White and The Blacks,
DJ Style,
Rotary Connection,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Dave Gahan,
Darondo,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Dark Day,
The Real Kids,
Alton Ellis,
Skarface,
Alison Limerick,
The Litter,
Echospace,
Graham Central Station,
The Durutti Column,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Mr. Review,
Flipper,
Pylon,
The Gladiators,
Negative Approach,
Smog,
Sparks,
Black Sheep,
Drive Like Jehu,
Junior Murvin,
China Crisis,
Ornette Coleman,
Fluxion,
The Knickerbockers,
Terry Callier,
Minny Pops,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
E-Dancer,
Public Enemy,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Victims,
U.S. Maple,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Warren Ellis,
Pantaleimon,
Joe Finger,
Deadbeat,
The Count Five,
Crispy Ambulance,
AZ,
June Days,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
the Human League,
Qualms,
It's A Beautiful Day,
X-101,
Gabor Szabo,
LL Cool J,
Adolescents,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.