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 Taiwan and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Isaac Hayes to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Junior Murvin,
Aswad,
Boredoms,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Banda Bassotti,
Matthew Halsall,
Half Japanese,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scratch Acid,
Lyres,
John Foxx,
Roxette,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Wolf Eyes,
Sonic Youth,
Ice-T,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Skatalites,
Radio Birdman,
Moss Icon,
Warren Ellis,
Royal Trux,
Pulsallama,
The Buckinghams,
Pagans,
Kas Product,
Jacques Brel,
Metal Thangz,
Nico,
The Detroit Cobras,
Electric Prunes,
Black Flag,
DNA,
Idris Muhammad,
8 Eyed Spy,
Chris & Cosey,
Don Cherry,
Model 500,
Eden Ahbez,
Vainqueur,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Amazonics,
Lindisfarne,
The Martian,
Alphaville,
Flash Fearless,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ten City,
Dorothy Ashby,
Minutemen,
Joyce Sims,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Wake,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Happenings,
Hardrive,
JFA,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.