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 St Lucia and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ice-T to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Vaughan Mason & Crew tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glambeats Corp.,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Main Source,
Outsiders,
Laurel Aitken,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Average White Band,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Victims,
AZ,
Lightning Bolt,
Marvin Gaye,
Fat Boys,
Bluetip,
Camouflage,
Lindisfarne,
8 Eyed Spy,
Crash Course in Science,
CMW,
Pole,
Khruangbin,
Lebanon Hanover,
Unwound,
Gregory Isaacs,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Sonics,
Iggy Pop,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Jacob Miller,
Radiohead,
Sixth Finger,
Kurtis Blow,
Bootsy Collins,
Agent Orange,
Ice-T,
Aaron Thompson,
Connie Case,
Hasil Adkins,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dark Day,
Ultra Naté,
Dual Sessions,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ponytail,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Flesh Eaters,
LL Cool J,
Silicon Teens,
Henry Cow,
Neu!,
Pet Shop Boys,
Mr. Review,
Skriet,
The Vogues,
The Move,
David Bowie,
Howard Jones,
Parry Music,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sex Pistols,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.