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 Bangladesh and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lalann to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Robert Görl,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ludus,
Ornette Coleman,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
X-101,
the Germs,
Moebius,
Jacob Miller,
Hoover,
Popol Vuh,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Funkadelic,
Deepchord,
The Evens,
Alphaville,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
MC5,
Bang On A Can,
Technova,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Camouflage,
The Cure,
Q65,
Wasted Youth,
Lyres,
Pierre Henry,
Reagan Youth,
Radiohead,
The Doobie Brothers,
Avey Tare,
The Offenders,
Kerrie Biddell,
Toni Rubio,
Grauzone,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Moon,
The Young Rascals,
Lakeside,
Yusef Lateef,
Joe Finger,
Delta 5,
Suburban Knight,
Carl Craig,
The Gories,
John Lydon,
Half Japanese,
Franke,
Drive Like Jehu,
Vainqueur,
The Stooges,
The Fall,
Frankie Knuckles,
Echospace,
Electric Prunes,
Interpol,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Judy Mowatt,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.