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 Paris.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Slick Rick to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
New Age Steppers,
The Neon Judgement,
Chris & Cosey,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Minny Pops,
The Young Rascals,
Tropical Tobacco,
Tomorrow,
The Black Dice,
The Happenings,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jandek,
The Invisible,
Ronnie Foster,
Gil Scott Heron,
Q and Not U,
Howard Jones,
June Days,
Nas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
cv313,
Pulsallama,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ken Boothe,
John Coltrane,
The Smoke,
The Fall,
X-Ray Spex,
The Buckinghams,
The Golliwogs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cameo,
Pagans,
Isaac Hayes,
Laurel Aitken,
Swell Maps,
Aloha Tigers,
Slave,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Camouflage,
Suicide,
Royal Trux,
The Pretty Things,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Alison Limerick,
Fluxion,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Carl Craig,
Wolf Eyes,
The Move,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sonic Youth,
K-Klass,
The Fortunes,
Siglo XX,
Big Daddy Kane,
Brass Construction,
Donny Hathaway,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.