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 Poland and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 La Düsseldorf to the electroclash 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sad Lovers and Giants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
Y Pants,
Todd Rundgren,
Theoretical Girls,
The Grass Roots,
Gang of Four,
The Invisible,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Saints,
Bobby Byrd,
Mission of Burma,
Niagra,
Johnny Osbourne,
These Immortal Souls,
Nico,
The Cramps,
The Blues Magoos,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bush Tetras,
cv313,
New Order,
The Zeros,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Buzzcocks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Unrelated Segments,
Skarface,
Infiniti,
Darondo,
The Misunderstood,
The Kinks,
Eden Ahbez,
Roy Ayers,
The Divine Comedy,
John Holt,
Rotary Connection,
Barry Ungar,
Bronski Beat,
B.T. Express,
Throbbing Gristle,
Moby Grape,
Leonard Cohen,
Kerrie Biddell,
Schoolly D,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Procol Harum,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
DJ Style,
Funky Four + One,
The Dirtbombs,
This Heat,
Erasure,
Agitation Free,
Accadde A,
Bang On A Can,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Offenders,
Cybotron,
Yusef Lateef,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.