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 Nicaragua and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Anthony Braxton to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Roger Hodgson,
cv313,
Tim Buckley,
Ronan,
Derrick May,
Unrelated Segments,
MC5,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eddi Front,
The Gladiators,
Lou Reed,
The New Christs,
Roxy Music,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Radiohead,
Gong,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Parry Music,
Eden Ahbez,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Marvin Gaye,
Rapeman,
Amon Düül II,
kango's stein massive,
Marine Girls,
Ludus,
Ice-T,
Minor Threat,
The Martian,
Hoover,
the Bar-Kays,
Flash Fearless,
Bobby Byrd,
Lindisfarne,
DNA,
Kerri Chandler,
Los Fastidios,
Bush Tetras,
Pharoah Sanders,
Whodini,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sonny Sharrock,
Joe Smooth,
Jeff Mills,
The Beau Brummels,
The Flesh Eaters,
Andrew Hill,
Make Up,
Soft Machine,
Sex Pistols,
Simply Red,
These Immortal Souls,
the Sonics,
The Wake,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jacob Miller,
Suburban Knight,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.