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 Norway and from Salvador.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Terry Callier to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marvin Gaye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Cal Tjader,
Maurizio,
Y Pants,
Flipper,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Divine Comedy,
Black Sheep,
Shoche,
Jerry's Kids,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jeff Mills,
Scott Walker,
Boogie Down Productions,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pantaleimon,
Big Daddy Kane,
Dead Boys,
Glenn Branca,
The Associates,
Motorama,
Spoonie Gee,
Rakim,
Dawn Penn,
Audionom,
Quantec,
Cybotron,
Smog,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Stooges,
Sällskapet,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kool Moe Dee,
Scion,
One Last Wish,
Donald Byrd,
Von Mondo,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Franke,
The Neon Judgement,
Yazoo,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Brass Construction,
Gang Starr,
China Crisis,
Magma,
Index,
Wasted Youth,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Drive Like Jehu,
Suburban Knight,
Lightning Bolt,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Juan Atkins,
Sarah Menescal,
AZ,
Rotary Connection,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.