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 Bhutan and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Doobie Brothers to the grime 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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
Tim Buckley,
Rufus Thomas,
China Crisis,
The Doobie Brothers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rhythm & Sound,
Man Parrish,
Fear,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marc Almond,
The Cure,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Remains,
Bob Dylan,
Godley & Creme,
Reuben Wilson,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Minny Pops,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Offenders,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Angels of Light,
Barbara Tucker,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
U.S. Maple,
Minutemen,
The Mojo Men,
Qualms,
Schoolly D,
Soulsonic Force,
The Moleskins,
Yaz,
Junior Murvin,
Carl Craig,
Animal Collective,
The Five Americans,
Piero Umiliani,
The Pretty Things,
Yazoo,
Aural Exciters,
Fat Boys,
Scan 7,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Associates,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Gap Band,
The Durutti Column,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hardrive,
Negative Approach,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bill Near,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Jawbox,
The Misunderstood,
Rakim,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Wire,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.