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 Laos and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Buzzcocks to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oblivians,
Drive Like Jehu,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Joe Finger,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Marshall Jefferson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pere Ubu,
The Young Rascals,
Saccharine Trust,
The Mummies,
David Axelrod,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Cymande,
Aaron Thompson,
The Velvet Underground,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Invisible,
Tropical Tobacco,
X-102,
Josef K,
The Motions,
Graham Central Station,
AZ,
Buzzcocks,
Iggy Pop,
T. Rex,
Alison Limerick,
Lou Christie,
The Flesh Eaters,
Metal Thangz,
Dawn Penn,
Roxy Music,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Albert Ayler,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Banda Bassotti,
Henry Cow,
Little Man,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Can,
The Music Machine,
Idris Muhammad,
Pylon,
Organ,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ken Boothe,
Bobby Womack,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grauzone,
The Gun Club,
Moebius,
The Names,
Alphaville,
Archie Shepp,
Sun Ra,
Motorama,
Junior Murvin,
Ossler,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.