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 Mexico and from Cairo.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Q65 to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
Lee Hazlewood,
Warren Ellis,
Lebanon Hanover,
Scrapy,
Roger Hodgson,
The Count Five,
Gichy Dan,
Television,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Minor Threat,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Carl Craig,
Easy Going,
The Moody Blues,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Average White Band,
Big Daddy Kane,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Panda Bear,
Zero Boys,
June Days,
Aaron Thompson,
Scion,
Supertramp,
Silicon Teens,
Television Personalities,
David McCallum,
Bad Manners,
Michelle Simonal,
Pantytec,
The Kinks,
Freddie Wadling,
Mark Hollis,
Lindisfarne,
Minutemen,
This Heat,
Todd Terry,
Marmalade,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sun City Girls,
Andrew Hill,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Roxette,
Arcadia,
Ten City,
Joy Division,
Tres Demented,
Young Marble Giants,
Outsiders,
Buzzcocks,
Barry Ungar,
Quantec,
Flash Fearless,
Howard Jones,
A Certain Ratio,
Marvin Gaye,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.