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 Bahamas and from New York.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Max Romeo to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
The Litter,
Neil Young,
Girls At Our Best!,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
June of 44,
Country Teasers,
The Associates,
The Standells,
The Monks,
Deadbeat,
The Fortunes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
China Crisis,
Qualms,
Spandau Ballet,
The American Breed,
Japan,
Pharoah Sanders,
cv313,
Malaria!,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Wings,
Tears for Fears,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
David Axelrod,
Flash Fearless,
Cameo,
Ralphi Rosario,
Mary Jane Girls,
Terrestrial Tones,
Panda Bear,
MC5,
Dark Day,
Skaos,
Youth Brigade,
Nation of Ulysses,
UT,
Fat Boys,
Scan 7,
Massinfluence,
Leonard Cohen,
Davy DMX,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Goldenarms,
AZ,
Essential Logic,
The Happenings,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kas Product,
Surgeon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kenny Larkin,
Vladislav Delay,
Rosa Yemen,
Boredoms,
Urselle,
Alice Coltrane,
Lungfish,
Pierre Henry,
Visage,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.