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 New Zealand and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Robert Palmer 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 Hashim to the punk 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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blackbyrds,
Bang On A Can,
The Leaves,
Kenny Larkin,
The Litter,
Gang Green,
Fugazi,
E-Dancer,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Connie Case,
Camberwell Now,
Swans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pantytec,
Khruangbin,
the Sonics,
The Wake,
Joe Smooth,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gichy Dan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Roxette,
Ituana,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Arcadia,
The Real Kids,
Country Teasers,
Pet Shop Boys,
Visage,
Terry Callier,
Steve Hackett,
The Monks,
Massinfluence,
Mark Hollis,
The Standells,
Suburban Knight,
Magma,
Quando Quango,
Niagra,
Ronnie Foster,
Marc Almond,
The Fortunes,
La Düsseldorf,
Sarah Menescal,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Beasts of Bourbon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sight & Sound,
Quantec,
Erasure,
Cybotron,
Deakin,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Erykah Badu,
Idris Muhammad,
Sonic Youth,
8 Eyed Spy,
Porter Ricks,
Johnny Osbourne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Barrington Levy,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.