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 Gambia and from Mumbai.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Eden Ahbez to the rap 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 Jerry Gold Smith. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Kaleidoscope,
The Gap Band,
Derrick May,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Visage,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pere Ubu,
Porter Ricks,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Japan,
Rekid,
F. McDonald,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Stereo Dub,
Goldenarms,
Barry Ungar,
Grey Daturas,
Reagan Youth,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Barrington Levy,
Flash Fearless,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Cure,
Sarah Menescal,
Kas Product,
The Monks,
Scientists,
Ohio Players,
Crime,
Tropical Tobacco,
Johnny Clarke,
Jacob Miller,
Nik Kershaw,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Yaz,
X-102,
Rakim,
The Offenders,
Quantec,
Con Funk Shun,
The Durutti Column,
Shuggie Otis,
Section 25,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Derrick Morgan,
La Düsseldorf,
U.S. Maple,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Michelle Simonal,
Babytalk,
Absolute Body Control,
Ultravox,
Stockholm Monsters,
Quando Quango,
Gastr Del Sol,
Yazoo,
Scan 7,
Lyres,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Roy Ayers,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.