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 Honduras and from Seoul.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the electroclash 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Interpol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Duran Duran,
Bobby Sherman,
Tommy Roe,
the Human League,
Bizarre Inc.,
Fugazi,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
X-Ray Spex,
Gang Green,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Count Five,
Eric Dolphy,
Dawn Penn,
10cc,
Yazoo,
Rakim,
a-ha,
The Pretty Things,
Sight & Sound,
Bobby Womack,
Slick Rick,
Archie Shepp,
Todd Terry,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jacques Brel,
Q65,
Joey Negro,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Agitation Free,
Junior Murvin,
Flipper,
Terry Callier,
Panda Bear,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Radiopuhelimet,
Oneida,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Smog,
Lucky Dragons,
MDC,
Pussy Galore,
Colin Newman,
Jerry's Kids,
FM Einheit,
Cal Tjader,
Hasil Adkins,
Nils Olav,
Kaleidoscope,
Tubeway Army,
Underground Resistance,
Curtis Mayfield,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jimmy McGriff,
Q and Not U,
Von Mondo,
Reagan Youth,
Jeff Lynne,
Byron Stingily,
The Monks,
Suburban Knight,
Cybotron,
Half Japanese,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
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.