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 Togo and from Salvador.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Fortunes to the jazz 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 Bob Dylan. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Gregory Isaacs,
Johnny Clarke,
Adolescents,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Real Kids,
The Fuzztones,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Tubeway Army,
Spoonie Gee,
Arcadia,
The Smiths,
Mary Jane Girls,
Eve St. Jones,
Mark Hollis,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Fugs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
K-Klass,
kango's stein massive,
Fad Gadget,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Procol Harum,
The Doors,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tomorrow,
Darondo,
Patti Smith,
The New Christs,
FM Einheit,
Lakeside,
The Neon Judgement,
Minny Pops,
Black Pus,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Derrick May,
Symarip,
AZ,
Interpol,
Nils Olav,
Desert Stars,
Don Cherry,
Albert Ayler,
Loose Ends,
Deepchord,
Michelle Simonal,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Chrome,
The Martian,
The Mummies,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Monks,
The Angels of Light,
Oblivians,
The Red Krayola,
The Gories,
The J.B.'s,
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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.
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.