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 Sri Lanka and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba 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 Rotary Connection to the techno 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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Gerry Rafferty tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
Peter and Kerry,
Tim Buckley,
R.M.O.,
Loose Ends,
James White and The Blacks,
Ronnie Foster,
Slave,
Nick Fraelich,
The Doobie Brothers,
Scientists,
DNA,
Franke,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Thee Headcoats,
Con Funk Shun,
Soul II Soul,
Visage,
Big Daddy Kane,
Erykah Badu,
Sixth Finger,
Icehouse,
Hoover,
Pierre Henry,
Jandek,
Ossler,
Main Source,
U.S. Maple,
John Coltrane,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
X-Ray Spex,
The Cowsills,
Tomorrow,
The Last Poets,
a-ha,
John Cale,
Anthony Braxton,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rufus Thomas,
Arthur Verocai,
ABBA,
CMW,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
MDC,
The Skatalites,
Jeff Lynne,
Severed Heads,
Tres Demented,
Roy Ayers,
The Blackbyrds,
Nils Olav,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The United States of America,
Depeche Mode,
Brick,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Derrick May,
Prince Buster,
The Music Machine,
Livin' Joy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.