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 Denmark and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Alphaville to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo 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 spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
X-Ray Spex,
The Young Rascals,
Sparks,
Essential Logic,
Patti Smith,
The Buckinghams,
Mantronix,
The Detroit Cobras,
Electric Prunes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Spoonie Gee,
The Invisible,
Pantaleimon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pulsallama,
Procol Harum,
Scan 7,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
PIL,
Rapeman,
Amon Düül,
The Seeds,
cv313,
Donny Hathaway,
Alphaville,
Soul II Soul,
Gichy Dan,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Tears for Fears,
Qualms,
James White and The Blacks,
Cecil Taylor,
Johnny Clarke,
The Gun Club,
Robert Görl,
Funkadelic,
Public Image Ltd.,
Quadrant,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Fire Engines,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Fortunes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Audionom,
Lower 48,
Yellowson,
The Selecter,
Alison Limerick,
Magma,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Angels of Light,
The Doors,
FM Einheit,
The Skatalites,
Main Source,
Surgeon,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.