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 Turkey and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Todd Terry to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marmalade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
the Human League,
The Fortunes,
KRS-One,
Sam Rivers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joyce Sims,
Sister Nancy,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Faust,
Janne Schatter,
The Gories,
Visage,
Rufus Thomas,
Erasure,
Wally Richardson,
The American Breed,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Moss Icon,
The Black Dice,
Model 500,
Pierre Henry,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
One Last Wish,
Junior Murvin,
Stiv Bators,
Mad Mike,
Harmonia,
The New Christs,
Swans,
Fugazi,
Eurythmics,
Ultra Naté,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
X-102,
Dennis Brown,
Bobby Womack,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ludus,
Motorama,
Nas,
The Seeds,
Nation of Ulysses,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Gun Club,
Bill Wells,
Delta 5,
China Crisis,
Ronnie Foster,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Moody Blues,
Country Teasers,
Pole,
Drexciya,
Bizarre Inc.,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.