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 Egypt and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Quantec to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funkadelic,
Sight & Sound,
Soft Machine,
Aloha Tigers,
The Gun Club,
Sun Ra,
Reuben Wilson,
FM Einheit,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Sonics,
Audionom,
Jacques Brel,
Dark Day,
Eve St. Jones,
Kerrie Biddell,
Tres Demented,
Tubeway Army,
Echospace,
Jawbox,
Spandau Ballet,
The Cure,
Dead Boys,
Mo-Dettes,
Von Mondo,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ronan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
X-101,
The Birthday Party,
Barrington Levy,
Junior Murvin,
Neil Young,
Erykah Badu,
Frankie Knuckles,
Crispy Ambulance,
These Immortal Souls,
Rod Modell,
Second Layer,
Warsaw,
Scratch Acid,
Alison Limerick,
MC5,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lungfish,
Crash Course in Science,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
D'Angelo,
EPMD,
Bizarre Inc.,
Thee Headcoats,
Bill Near,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Fear,
Darondo,
Glambeats Corp.,
Moebius,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jeru the Damaja,
Banda Bassotti,
Flash Fearless,
Pole,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.