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 Honduras 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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Duran Duran to the punk 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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke 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 güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Archie Shepp,
The Human League,
the Slits,
The Toasters,
Matthew Bourne,
Audionom,
Jawbox,
Youth Brigade,
Dennis Brown,
Joey Negro,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Erykah Badu,
Vladislav Delay,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Martian,
Agent Orange,
Alice Coltrane,
Juan Atkins,
Nik Kershaw,
James Chance & The Contortions,
U.S. Maple,
Maleditus Sound,
Warren Ellis,
Boogie Down Productions,
Brass Construction,
Tubeway Army,
Gang Gang Dance,
Newcleus,
Blossom Toes,
a-ha,
Sixth Finger,
Mission of Burma,
Nick Fraelich,
Sight & Sound,
Los Fastidios,
This Heat,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
AZ,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Subhumans,
Silicon Teens,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Neon Judgement,
Accadde A,
Boz Scaggs,
The Seeds,
Blancmange,
Derrick May,
Jeru the Damaja,
Faust,
Radiohead,
Mo-Dettes,
Peter and Kerry,
the Sonics,
Amazonics,
Steve Hackett,
Y Pants,
Average White Band,
Minor Threat,
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.