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 Sierra Leone and from Taipei.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Newcleus to the rock 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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All The Angels of Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Deadbeat,
Davy DMX,
Spoonie Gee,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Tommy Roe,
Alice Coltrane,
Chris Corsano,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Joyce Sims,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Mark Hollis,
Matthew Bourne,
Sight & Sound,
Fela Kuti,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Offenders,
Todd Terry,
The Litter,
Babytalk,
Los Fastidios,
Sugar Minott,
Don Cherry,
The Knickerbockers,
Prince Buster,
Andrew Hill,
Hardrive,
Faraquet,
Mars,
Gabor Szabo,
UT,
June Days,
48th St. Collective,
Rufus Thomas,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
KRS-One,
The Slackers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Letta Mbulu,
Skaos,
Roxette,
Arthur Verocai,
The American Breed,
Second Layer,
Pagans,
Subhumans,
DJ Sneak,
Lindisfarne,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Marcia Griffiths,
Youth Brigade,
Nirvana,
Aaron Thompson,
Jeru the Damaja,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Quando Quango,
Hoover,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Royal Trux,
Michelle Simonal,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.