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 Poland and from Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Columbus.
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 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 Michael McDonald 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 Lucky Dragons to the punk 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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Hot Snakes,
Ken Boothe,
This Heat,
The Slits,
Faraquet,
R.M.O.,
Peter & Gordon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Josef K,
Lou Reed,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Chris & Cosey,
Jeff Mills,
Maleditus Sound,
The J.B.'s,
Oblivians,
DJ Sneak,
Public Image Ltd.,
Slick Rick,
Brothers Johnson,
PIL,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Grey Daturas,
Monolake,
Ralphi Rosario,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Oneida,
Tomorrow,
The Martian,
Qualms,
June Days,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gabor Szabo,
The Five Americans,
KRS-One,
Cluster,
Henry Cow,
The Monks,
The Shadows of Knight,
MDC,
Roxy Music,
Connie Case,
Black Moon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eric Dolphy,
Blossom Toes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Michelle Simonal,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Matthew Halsall,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Panda Bear,
Nick Fraelich,
Graham Central Station,
Bobby Sherman,
Funkadelic,
The Smoke,
Altered Images,
Minor Threat,
DNA, DNA, DNA, DNA.
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.