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 Micronesia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Brass Construction to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Los Fastidios,
Boogie Down Productions,
Anakelly,
Bluetip,
The Stooges,
Davy DMX,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Average White Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ice-T,
Bronski Beat,
Technova,
Joensuu 1685,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Angry Samoans,
The Mojo Men,
The Young Rascals,
Kool Moe Dee,
UT,
Panda Bear,
The Invisible,
Skaos,
Lakeside,
Shoche,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Zero Boys,
Infiniti,
The Slits,
Das Ding,
the Swans,
Newcleus,
Scientists,
Von Mondo,
The Cowsills,
The Shadows of Knight,
Echospace,
Ronnie Foster,
Youth Brigade,
Silicon Teens,
Freddie Wadling,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
the Normal,
The Zeros,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Smoke,
Yusef Lateef,
Fatback Band,
Rakim,
Mantronix,
The Sound,
Thee Headcoats,
Don Cherry,
Pantytec,
Supertramp,
The Pop Group,
Goldenarms,
Cybotron,
The Selecter,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.