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 Moldova and from Madrid.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Madrid.
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 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 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 Reagan Youth to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Infiniti,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
La Düsseldorf,
FM Einheit,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Marc Almond,
Kurtis Blow,
Mad Mike,
The Moody Blues,
The Slackers,
Hoover,
Quando Quango,
The Leaves,
Godley & Creme,
Pagans,
The Gladiators,
Bluetip,
The Gories,
Moss Icon,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Amon Düül II,
The Moleskins,
Tom Boy,
Freddie Wadling,
The Sonics,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Associates,
A Certain Ratio,
The Knickerbockers,
Subhumans,
Magma,
Cybotron,
Delon & Dalcan,
Index,
Maurizio,
The New Christs,
New Age Steppers,
Panda Bear,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Main Source,
Mars,
Sam Rivers,
This Heat,
Skaos,
Delta 5,
Drexciya,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eric B and Rakim,
X-101,
Amon Düül,
Model 500,
Wasted Youth,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Eddi Front,
Bootsy Collins,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Seeds,
Fat Boys,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.