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 Georgia and from Manchester.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Seoul.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Five Americans to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeru the Damaja record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Ituana,
Joyce Sims,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Avey Tare,
James White and The Blacks,
The Fuzztones,
The Buckinghams,
ABC,
Pussy Galore,
Minor Threat,
Crash Course in Science,
World's Most,
T.S.O.L.,
Jeff Mills,
Marc Almond,
Pylon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lalann,
Babytalk,
The Martian,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Youth Brigade,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tropical Tobacco,
Chrome,
Oblivians,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sound Behaviour,
Liliput,
David Axelrod,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Saints,
Depeche Mode,
Dead Boys,
The Detroit Cobras,
KRS-One,
The Invisible,
OOIOO,
Alphaville,
Sixth Finger,
L. Decosne,
Funky Four + One,
Rod Modell,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Joensuu 1685,
Lower 48,
New York Dolls,
The Slackers,
The Selecter,
Grauzone,
Porter Ricks,
Blossom Toes,
Sparks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.