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 Palau and from Glasgow.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Smoke to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Charles Mingus 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Roxy Music,
Altered Images,
Terry Callier,
Sonny Sharrock,
Glenn Branca,
KRS-One,
Camouflage,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Spoonie Gee,
Cluster,
Gang Green,
DJ Style,
The Move,
Flipper,
Ohio Players,
One Last Wish,
Sandy B,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Alison Limerick,
The Divine Comedy,
Junior Murvin,
Alphaville,
Jawbox,
Dennis Brown,
Jacques Brel,
Reagan Youth,
Nation of Ulysses,
Funky Four + One,
Carl Craig,
The Fortunes,
Erasure,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
CMW,
The Count Five,
Pierre Henry,
The Victims,
Stiv Bators,
Los Fastidios,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Hasil Adkins,
James White and The Blacks,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lower 48,
The Toasters,
Fluxion,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Music Machine,
Thee Headcoats,
Gichy Dan,
Au Pairs,
Brothers Johnson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pole,
Outsiders,
The American Breed,
Piero Umiliani,
Visage,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Metal Thangz,
Rotary Connection,
Tim Buckley,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.