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 Somalia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Livin' Joy to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Junior Murvin. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Bowie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Clear Light,
Danielle Patucci,
Massinfluence,
Das Ding,
The Sonics,
Lou Christie,
CMW,
Country Teasers,
Rod Modell,
The Gladiators,
Glambeats Corp.,
MC5,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Tears for Fears,
Brick,
Flash Fearless,
Albert Ayler,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Icehouse,
Lalo Schifrin,
Roxy Music,
Barrington Levy,
Drexciya,
Crash Course in Science,
The Red Krayola,
X-102,
Hasil Adkins,
Eric B and Rakim,
Nas,
The Techniques,
Supertramp,
Alice Coltrane,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Man Eating Sloth,
Avey Tare,
Darondo,
Brand Nubian,
Joy Division,
Monks,
Negative Approach,
Peter & Gordon,
Gang Green,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Fugazi,
Archie Shepp,
Babytalk,
Soul II Soul,
Amazonics,
Young Marble Giants,
Cal Tjader,
ABC,
Marshall Jefferson,
Tubeway Army,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Audionom,
Nico,
Scott Walker,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.