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 Liechtenstein and from Hong Kong.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Kerrie Biddell to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Robert Wyatt. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes 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 linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Ohio Players,
Joey Negro,
Prince Buster,
Derrick Morgan,
Liliput,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Blossom Toes,
Procol Harum,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
DJ Style,
KRS-One,
Scientists,
The Sound,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Freddie Wadling,
Barclay James Harvest,
Albert Ayler,
Dual Sessions,
R.M.O.,
Black Sheep,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Agitation Free,
Newcleus,
The Standells,
Pierre Henry,
Tres Demented,
Peter & Gordon,
Flipper,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Smoke,
Kaleidoscope,
Pantytec,
The Raincoats,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Mission of Burma,
X-Ray Spex,
Stiv Bators,
Bobby Sherman,
Anthony Braxton,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
June Days,
The Barracudas,
Country Teasers,
The Busters,
The Invisible,
Oblivians,
Sex Pistols,
Cymande,
Gabor Szabo,
Mr. Review,
Negative Approach,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Camberwell Now,
the Human League,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bobby Byrd,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Accadde A,
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.