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 Switzerland and from Shanghai.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Brothers Johnson to the jazz 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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
Royal Trux,
The Cramps,
Parry Music,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ludus,
Subhumans,
Fear,
The American Breed,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Danielle Patucci,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Gun Club,
The Invisible,
These Immortal Souls,
Cecil Taylor,
Negative Approach,
Kaleidoscope,
Laurel Aitken,
OOIOO,
Altered Images,
UT,
John Cale,
Black Flag,
Glambeats Corp.,
Masters at Work,
China Crisis,
The Slackers,
The Cure,
Tears for Fears,
The Techniques,
The Stooges,
Rod Modell,
Gang of Four,
The Mojo Men,
Chris Corsano,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rotary Connection,
Jacob Miller,
Amon Düül II,
The Wake,
Echospace,
Joensuu 1685,
Tim Buckley,
Lee Hazlewood,
Warsaw,
Neu!,
The Five Americans,
Pantaleimon,
Shuggie Otis,
U.S. Maple,
Boogie Down Productions,
H. Thieme,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Derrick Morgan,
Terrestrial Tones,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.