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 Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 June of 44 to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
Barbara Tucker,
Black Bananas,
Amon Düül,
The Shadows of Knight,
Soul Sonic Force,
Mantronix,
Sexual Harrassment,
Al Stewart,
Camberwell Now,
The Skatalites,
The Smiths,
Quando Quango,
Panda Bear,
The Gladiators,
Aswad,
Suicide,
Lungfish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marvin Gaye,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Siglo XX,
Clear Light,
The Black Dice,
Motorama,
Marmalade,
Kerrie Biddell,
Tim Buckley,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Con Funk Shun,
Pet Shop Boys,
Make Up,
Cheater Slicks,
Crash Course in Science,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Skriet,
Maleditus Sound,
Lindisfarne,
Smog,
Public Image Ltd.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wasted Youth,
Icehouse,
Yusef Lateef,
The Seeds,
Cameo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Electric Prunes,
The Saints,
Spoonie Gee,
Dual Sessions,
Quantec,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Max Romeo,
The Trojans,
Amon Düül II,
Gang of Four,
Blake Baxter,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sight & Sound,
Archie Shepp,
Erasure,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.