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 Slovenia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Make Up to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba 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?
Boogie Down Productions,
The Birthday Party,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Nirvana,
Infiniti,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
kango's stein massive,
Das Ding,
Maleditus Sound,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Roy Ayers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Gories,
Barry Ungar,
Ultravox,
These Immortal Souls,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Walker Brothers,
Quadrant,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
DNA,
Drexciya,
Scan 7,
Agitation Free,
John Lydon,
Avey Tare,
Banda Bassotti,
The Fuzztones,
Skarface,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Massinfluence,
8 Eyed Spy,
the Bar-Kays,
Easy Going,
Crispy Ambulance,
Roxy Music,
Erykah Badu,
Marcia Griffiths,
Thompson Twins,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Fela Kuti,
U.S. Maple,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Absolute Body Control,
Nas,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ossler,
Soul Sonic Force,
Roger Hodgson,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Deakin,
Spoonie Gee,
Black Sheep,
UT,
Camouflage,
Fat Boys,
The Index,
L. Decosne,
Fort Wilson Riot,
OOIOO,
LL Cool J,
Scrapy,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.