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 Austria and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Bluetip to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Underground Resistance,
Moebius,
Black Bananas,
Ultimate Spinach,
Basic Channel,
Dead Boys,
KRS-One,
Al Stewart,
The Barracudas,
Sonic Youth,
Thee Headcoats,
Section 25,
Sonny Sharrock,
the Soft Cell,
X-101,
Dave Gahan,
Pulsallama,
The Martian,
The Names,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Derrick May,
The Smoke,
Man Parrish,
Los Fastidios,
Gang Starr,
Marine Girls,
FM Einheit,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Harry Pussy,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Arcadia,
Procol Harum,
Alphaville,
The Fortunes,
Lalo Schifrin,
Slick Rick,
Hardrive,
Harmonia,
Danielle Patucci,
DJ Style,
Howard Jones,
F. McDonald,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Half Japanese,
Intrusion,
Pantaleimon,
The Invisible,
New Age Steppers,
Swell Maps,
Roy Ayers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Don Cherry,
Freddie Wadling,
Crime,
Agitation Free,
Ludus,
The Black Dice,
Heaven 17,
The Gap Band,
Dawn Penn,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.