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 Netherlands and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 theremin 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 DJ Style to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Parrish,
Excepter,
Pagans,
Dennis Brown,
Fat Boys,
Funkadelic,
The Index,
One Last Wish,
Black Bananas,
The Mummies,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Wake,
Kevin Saunderson,
Anthony Braxton,
Tubeway Army,
Easy Going,
D'Angelo,
Lou Reed,
Skaos,
The Music Machine,
Joe Finger,
Arcadia,
Guru Guru,
Neil Young,
The Pop Group,
Althea and Donna,
Organ,
ABC,
Magma,
Harry Pussy,
Visage,
Terry Callier,
Marvin Gaye,
The Moody Blues,
The Cramps,
Roxette,
Gang Gang Dance,
Colin Newman,
The Slits,
Kool Moe Dee,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bluetip,
Moss Icon,
Avey Tare,
Josef K,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Fortunes,
Ituana,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Connie Case,
Scientists,
Mantronix,
Young Marble Giants,
MC5,
Don Cherry,
Pole,
Darondo,
Nick Fraelich,
Angry Samoans,
The Searchers,
Robert Hood,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.