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 Turkmenistan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 Jawbox to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
The Doors,
Ice-T,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dennis Brown,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Rekid,
Blossom Toes,
E-Dancer,
The Smiths,
JFA,
Technova,
B.T. Express,
Faust,
Boogie Down Productions,
Second Layer,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Eden Ahbez,
Moebius,
The Dead C,
The Techniques,
Skarface,
Public Enemy,
The Durutti Column,
The Kinks,
Jacob Miller,
Warsaw,
H. Thieme,
Sight & Sound,
The Skatalites,
Dave Gahan,
Josef K,
Lungfish,
Eli Mardock,
Heaven 17,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Quadrant,
Joy Division,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gregory Isaacs,
Peter & Gordon,
Lucky Dragons,
Skaos,
Warren Ellis,
Absolute Body Control,
Mandrill,
Kool Moe Dee,
Stockholm Monsters,
Half Japanese,
Amon Düül II,
The United States of America,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Camberwell Now,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Aural Exciters,
Q and Not U,
Ultimate Spinach,
a-ha,
Thee Headcoats,
Scott Walker,
Curtis Mayfield,
Banda Bassotti,
Blake Baxter,
Glambeats Corp.,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.