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 Samoa and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 K-Klass to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Blossom Toes,
Wally Richardson,
Grey Daturas,
Jandek,
John Holt,
Newcleus,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Delta 5,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ornette Coleman,
Pierre Henry,
Lalann,
Eurythmics,
Curtis Mayfield,
Livin' Joy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Marine Girls,
Ituana,
T.S.O.L.,
the Sonics,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Blancmange,
Faraquet,
Jacob Miller,
The Divine Comedy,
Goldenarms,
Malaria!,
Joy Division,
Main Source,
Jeru the Damaja,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Leaves,
Derrick Morgan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Hoover,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Angels of Light,
New Order,
Siglo XX,
The Skatalites,
The Barracudas,
John Foxx,
Dawn Penn,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Gap Band,
Maleditus Sound,
The Tremeloes,
LL Cool J,
Suburban Knight,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Davy DMX,
Josef K,
Model 500,
The Gun Club,
Camouflage,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.