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 Bahrain and from Tokyo.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Moby Grape to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unwound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Near,
Glambeats Corp.,
Motorama,
Eric Dolphy,
Sonny Sharrock,
Chrome,
Smog,
Eric B and Rakim,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
MC5,
Mandrill,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sun Ra,
Public Enemy,
Colin Newman,
Bronski Beat,
Wasted Youth,
David Axelrod,
Toni Rubio,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Raincoats,
Todd Terry,
Matthew Bourne,
K-Klass,
8 Eyed Spy,
Maleditus Sound,
John Lydon,
Groovy Waters,
Nirvana,
Fatback Band,
Model 500,
The Toasters,
DNA,
Patti Smith,
Fad Gadget,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Leaves,
Surgeon,
Sugar Minott,
Yaz,
cv313,
Los Fastidios,
Half Japanese,
L. Decosne,
Scientists,
Silicon Teens,
Dorothy Ashby,
Minny Pops,
The Mummies,
X-Ray Spex,
The Cowsills,
Dave Gahan,
The Last Poets,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Absolute Body Control,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ossler,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Country Teasers,
Harmonia,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.