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 New Zealand and from Bologna.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Aural Exciters 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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Deepchord,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mission of Burma,
Eve St. Jones,
Average White Band,
The Gun Club,
Amazonics,
Skarface,
Colin Newman,
Khruangbin,
Hashim,
Quantec,
Al Stewart,
The Angels of Light,
The Moody Blues,
New Order,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Seeds,
Television Personalities,
The Birthday Party,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scion,
Brothers Johnson,
Derrick Morgan,
Yazoo,
Ronan,
The Monochrome Set,
Magma,
Jandek,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Quadrant,
Reuben Wilson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Darondo,
Todd Rundgren,
Wings,
Cecil Taylor,
The Count Five,
Ornette Coleman,
Audionom,
Mr. Review,
Scrapy,
Minny Pops,
Urselle,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Zero Boys,
Joensuu 1685,
Ossler,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Alton Ellis,
Cymande,
Sun Ra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Young Marble Giants,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Cal Tjader,
Intrusion,
MC5,
A Certain Ratio,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.