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 Iraq and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Tommy Roe to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
MDC,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Smoke,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Kinks,
Jeru the Damaja,
kango's stein massive,
Gil Scott Heron,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Quadrant,
Pussy Galore,
Joe Smooth,
Mission of Burma,
Nils Olav,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bronski Beat,
Roxette,
Black Flag,
Eric B and Rakim,
Patti Smith,
Pantaleimon,
The Happenings,
Guru Guru,
The Star Department,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bad Manners,
Jacob Miller,
Fugazi,
Gregory Isaacs,
Spandau Ballet,
The Human League,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Accadde A,
Parry Music,
Freddie Wadling,
Hot Snakes,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Susan Cadogan,
Bizarre Inc.,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Moleskins,
Siglo XX,
Scion,
Eve St. Jones,
R.M.O.,
Wire,
Black Bananas,
Grey Daturas,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Q and Not U,
Intrusion,
Amon Düül II,
Eli Mardock,
Lou Reed,
Rekid,
Henry Cow,
Kayak,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Camberwell Now,
Fat Boys,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.