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 Bulgaria and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Stockholm.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Echospace to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Ultimate Spinach,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Danielle Patucci,
Duran Duran,
Public Enemy,
Youth Brigade,
Black Moon,
Bush Tetras,
Newcleus,
the Sonics,
Maleditus Sound,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Steve Hackett,
The Sonics,
Letta Mbulu,
Half Japanese,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Unwound,
Susan Cadogan,
The Velvet Underground,
The Residents,
Nirvana,
Zapp,
Bluetip,
This Heat,
The Kinks,
Kerri Chandler,
Banda Bassotti,
The Searchers,
Mary Jane Girls,
KRS-One,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sandy B,
Grey Daturas,
The Music Machine,
The Divine Comedy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Minor Threat,
Camberwell Now,
Hoover,
Circle Jerks,
Moby Grape,
Hot Snakes,
Hashim,
Fugazi,
Dorothy Ashby,
New York Dolls,
Anthony Braxton,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Roger Hodgson,
Kayak,
Judy Mowatt,
Davy DMX,
Howard Jones,
Porter Ricks,
The Detroit Cobras,
F. McDonald,
the Fania All-Stars,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.