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 Seychelles and from Bologna.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Sun City Girls to the techno 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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper 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?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Black Flag,
MC5,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Quando Quango,
Eurythmics,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sound Behaviour,
Archie Shepp,
Matthew Bourne,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pantytec,
Jacob Miller,
The Moleskins,
Connie Case,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Marmalade,
Organ,
Gang of Four,
Andrew Hill,
Robert Görl,
The Monks,
Talk Talk,
Godley & Creme,
Tropical Tobacco,
Black Bananas,
Rites of Spring,
Television Personalities,
Symarip,
Hoover,
Lower 48,
Drive Like Jehu,
Nirvana,
Negative Approach,
Radio Birdman,
Massinfluence,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Moby Grape,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gang Green,
Hasil Adkins,
K-Klass,
Charles Mingus,
David Axelrod,
Gabor Szabo,
The Fire Engines,
Magma,
The Star Department,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Easy Going,
Second Layer,
Sugar Minott,
The Gladiators,
Public Enemy,
the Association,
Wings,
Fatback Band,
Cameo,
DJ Sneak,
Kerri Chandler,
Ossler,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.