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 Hungary and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Crash Course in Science to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Blues Magoos. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Nirvana,
the Slits,
Susan Cadogan,
Janne Schatter,
Sam Rivers,
Peter & Gordon,
Maurizio,
Kaleidoscope,
Jacob Miller,
Leonard Cohen,
Organ,
Make Up,
Guru Guru,
Wasted Youth,
Johnny Osbourne,
Connie Case,
Animal Collective,
Marine Girls,
Andrew Hill,
The Toasters,
Flash Fearless,
Pantaleimon,
Rekid,
Sun Ra,
Rhythm & Sound,
Goldenarms,
The Walker Brothers,
Black Pus,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ornette Coleman,
OOIOO,
The Music Machine,
Marc Almond,
Sight & Sound,
Q and Not U,
Agent Orange,
UT,
Dorothy Ashby,
Arab on Radar,
New York Dolls,
Big Daddy Kane,
Zapp,
Bobby Byrd,
Eli Mardock,
Boz Scaggs,
the Swans,
Vainqueur,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The New Christs,
Youth Brigade,
Joe Smooth,
Brass Construction,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lungfish,
June of 44,
Roxy Music,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
the Fania All-Stars,
Supertramp,
Young Marble Giants,
Von Mondo,
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.