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 Armenia and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Scion to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agent Orange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Average White Band,
Symarip,
Pagans,
The Smiths,
Visage,
The Blues Magoos,
Minnie Riperton,
Kurtis Blow,
Moss Icon,
Neil Young,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Iggy Pop,
Frankie Knuckles,
K-Klass,
Lee Hazlewood,
David McCallum,
Flipper,
Carl Craig,
The Sound,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Radiopuhelimet,
Nation of Ulysses,
Black Pus,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Doobie Brothers,
Fluxion,
Boz Scaggs,
Hasil Adkins,
Skarface,
Swell Maps,
Lucky Dragons,
Erasure,
Nico,
Ronan,
The Martian,
Lindisfarne,
Freddie Wadling,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sarah Menescal,
The Stooges,
Nas,
MC5,
Flash Fearless,
Cluster,
Monolake,
The Move,
Cecil Taylor,
the Association,
Prince Buster,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The United States of America,
Kerrie Biddell,
Mantronix,
Kerri Chandler,
Bob Dylan,
Outsiders,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pere Ubu,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.