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 Solomon Islands and from Mumbai.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 theremin 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 Funkadelic to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All The Durutti Column tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Human League,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gerry Rafferty,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Barracudas,
Mo-Dettes,
Maleditus Sound,
Henry Cow,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Hot Snakes,
Symarip,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sonic Youth,
The Flesh Eaters,
Pole,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jacob Miller,
Jacques Brel,
Danielle Patucci,
Joyce Sims,
The Zeros,
Boredoms,
Wolf Eyes,
Section 25,
Yusef Lateef,
Zapp,
Urselle,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Sparks,
Toni Rubio,
Black Pus,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Slick Rick,
Main Source,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Stetsasonic,
The Leaves,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Move,
Mr. Review,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Aloha Tigers,
B.T. Express,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
E-Dancer,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Moss Icon,
Siglo XX,
Terrestrial Tones,
Audionom,
Marvin Gaye,
Gichy Dan,
Freddie Wadling,
Bobby Sherman,
Fatback Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tom Boy,
The Slits,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.