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 Tajikistan and from Madrid.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the marimba 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 Dorothy Ashby to the rap 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 The Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lower 48,
The Electric Prunes,
The Blues Magoos,
Minnie Riperton,
Amon Düül II,
Subhumans,
Radio Birdman,
Pylon,
Amon Düül,
L. Decosne,
Barbara Tucker,
Hardrive,
Minutemen,
Depeche Mode,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Anakelly,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sandy B,
Donny Hathaway,
Beasts of Bourbon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Dawn Penn,
The Knickerbockers,
Gang Green,
The Happenings,
The Walker Brothers,
Television,
Junior Murvin,
Danielle Patucci,
Ponytail,
Yazoo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
New Age Steppers,
Liliput,
Scientists,
Freddie Wadling,
Flamin' Groovies,
Crime,
The Seeds,
Man Eating Sloth,
Marc Almond,
Khruangbin,
Half Japanese,
Television Personalities,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Gories,
La Düsseldorf,
The Zeros,
Boredoms,
Los Fastidios,
Johnny Clarke,
The Move,
Suicide,
Brick,
Lightning Bolt,
Unwound,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Wally Richardson,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.