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 Jamaica and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Pole to the rap 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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Tropical Tobacco tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Knickerbockers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Move,
James White and The Blacks,
FM Einheit,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Skriet,
ABBA,
Dual Sessions,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Eve St. Jones,
Bobby Byrd,
L. Decosne,
Eden Ahbez,
Ice-T,
Mantronix,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sällskapet,
The Angels of Light,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jawbox,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Symarip,
Ronnie Foster,
Saccharine Trust,
Yaz,
the Fania All-Stars,
the Normal,
Graham Central Station,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Aloha Tigers,
Japan,
Animal Collective,
MC5,
Robert Görl,
Eric Dolphy,
Shoche,
Aswad,
The Monochrome Set,
Mr. Review,
Slave,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Tremeloes,
Niagra,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Gap Band,
Supertramp,
The Index,
Fluxion,
Wire,
The Evens,
The Names,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nirvana,
Ponytail,
Man Parrish,
Tommy Roe,
Marc Almond,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.