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 Spain and from Milan.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Yellowson to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Porter Ricks. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet 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 an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Hashim,
Nik Kershaw,
Crime,
The Seeds,
The Skatalites,
The Cramps,
Leonard Cohen,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
8 Eyed Spy,
K-Klass,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Durutti Column,
Spandau Ballet,
Mad Mike,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kerri Chandler,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Subhumans,
Funkadelic,
Tres Demented,
Jacob Miller,
Whodini,
Hot Snakes,
Mark Hollis,
The Monochrome Set,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Deadbeat,
Boredoms,
the Sonics,
Jimmy McGriff,
Curtis Mayfield,
Stetsasonic,
Metal Thangz,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Youth Brigade,
Echospace,
10cc,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Symarip,
E-Dancer,
Drive Like Jehu,
Siglo XX,
Ice-T,
Zero Boys,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Banda Bassotti,
Gang of Four,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Basic Channel,
Tears for Fears,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Shadows of Knight,
kango's stein massive,
Porter Ricks,
Donald Byrd,
The Techniques,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Moss Icon,
Spoonie Gee,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.