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 Italy and from Bologna.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Chris Corsano 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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Soft Cell 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Toni Rubio,
Sonic Youth,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tres Demented,
Rod Modell,
Suburban Knight,
Pet Shop Boys,
Agitation Free,
Pulsallama,
Tom Boy,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
ABC,
Maurizio,
Moss Icon,
Shoche,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Associates,
Y Pants,
Section 25,
The Gories,
Subhumans,
K-Klass,
Ultra Naté,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Red Krayola,
Popol Vuh,
Erasure,
Make Up,
Colin Newman,
Radiohead,
Mission of Burma,
cv313,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Yellowson,
Wings,
The United States of America,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jacob Miller,
Warsaw,
Silicon Teens,
Grauzone,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Searchers,
Idris Muhammad,
The Barracudas,
Siglo XX,
Gabor Szabo,
Jeff Mills,
Drive Like Jehu,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sun Ra,
The Cowsills,
Deadbeat,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Happenings,
Prince Buster,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Reuben Wilson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Crooked Eye,
The Move,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.