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 Comoros and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Chris Corsano,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Marmalade,
Erasure,
Magazine,
Los Fastidios,
Can,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Model 500,
Charles Mingus,
The Birthday Party,
Icehouse,
John Holt,
The Doobie Brothers,
Qualms,
Minor Threat,
Half Japanese,
Chrome,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Knickerbockers,
David Axelrod,
Boz Scaggs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Visage,
Swell Maps,
Tears for Fears,
Sound Behaviour,
Albert Ayler,
D'Angelo,
Fluxion,
Sugar Minott,
Excepter,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Audionom,
Nils Olav,
The Zeros,
Kurtis Blow,
DJ Style,
Mad Mike,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Matthew Halsall,
Rites of Spring,
Curtis Mayfield,
Blancmange,
These Immortal Souls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Girls At Our Best!,
Boogie Down Productions,
Circle Jerks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Terry Callier,
The Dave Clark Five,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Faraquet,
Groovy Waters,
Erykah Badu,
the Swans,
Ponytail,
Echospace,
Hardrive,
Ronan,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.