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 Maldives and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 David Bowie 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 Fat Boys to the crunk 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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Golliwogs,
The Standells,
Al Stewart,
Donald Byrd,
One Last Wish,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Groovy Waters,
The Gap Band,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Detroit Cobras,
Nils Olav,
Simply Red,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ralphi Rosario,
Loose Ends,
Sam Rivers,
Leonard Cohen,
T.S.O.L.,
Arab on Radar,
Panda Bear,
Althea and Donna,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Skatalites,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Parry Music,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Human League,
Stereo Dub,
Lalo Schifrin,
Yazoo,
Traffic Nightmare,
Maleditus Sound,
Moby Grape,
Anakelly,
The Black Dice,
Half Japanese,
Kenny Larkin,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kool Moe Dee,
Whodini,
The Fugs,
The Alarm Clocks,
Slave,
The Last Poets,
The Blues Magoos,
World's Most,
Alice Coltrane,
Johnny Clarke,
Gil Scott Heron,
Khruangbin,
Radiohead,
Rakim,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mantronix,
Juan Atkins,
Crash Course in Science,
Nas,
U.S. Maple,
Arcadia,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.