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 Monaco and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 sitar 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 World's Most to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Hood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
Simply Red,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Public Enemy,
Absolute Body Control,
T.S.O.L.,
The Fugs,
Crime,
X-101,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Niagra,
Oblivians,
Avey Tare,
Sarah Menescal,
Agent Orange,
Robert Görl,
Blake Baxter,
Audionom,
Brass Construction,
Crispian St. Peters,
Laurel Aitken,
The Searchers,
Derrick May,
Mo-Dettes,
Shoche,
the Bar-Kays,
Funkadelic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grauzone,
Jawbox,
Magma,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Easy Going,
Barbara Tucker,
Harpers Bizarre,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Franke,
Tomorrow,
Moss Icon,
Mark Hollis,
Tubeway Army,
Joensuu 1685,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Stooges,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rotary Connection,
Nils Olav,
Chrome,
Electric Light Orchestra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Aloha Tigers,
Groovy Waters,
The Slackers,
Neu!,
David McCallum,
The J.B.'s,
Reagan Youth,
48th St. Collective,
Ohio Players,
The Gladiators,
The Dirtbombs,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.