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 Senegal and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Spokane.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Max Romeo to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boz Scaggs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
Chrome,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
H. Thieme,
Second Layer,
Gang Starr,
Nirvana,
Bill Near,
Television Personalities,
The Techniques,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ice-T,
Urselle,
Bizarre Inc.,
Anthony Braxton,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Black Moon,
The Smoke,
Donny Hathaway,
Pole,
Black Flag,
The Skatalites,
Derrick Morgan,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Wasted Youth,
Mark Hollis,
Dual Sessions,
Zero Boys,
Kerri Chandler,
Alton Ellis,
Robert Hood,
The Smiths,
Kayak,
Moebius,
Rufus Thomas,
U.S. Maple,
Niagra,
China Crisis,
Hoover,
Accadde A,
Cal Tjader,
The Barracudas,
FM Einheit,
The Knickerbockers,
Nick Fraelich,
The Searchers,
Eurythmics,
Soft Cell,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Terry Callier,
Pere Ubu,
Jeff Lynne,
Model 500,
Alice Coltrane,
Delon & Dalcan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Blancmange,
Pussy Galore,
Monolake,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Supertramp,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.