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 Argentina and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Hong Kong.
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 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 Michael McDonald 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 Gang Starr to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Moby Grape,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Minnie Riperton,
The Moleskins,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Brass Construction,
Wally Richardson,
Bauhaus,
Desert Stars,
Essential Logic,
Schoolly D,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Aswad,
The Gun Club,
Carl Craig,
This Heat,
Joyce Sims,
Matthew Halsall,
Ronnie Foster,
Crime,
Hashim,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Country Teasers,
The Slackers,
Saccharine Trust,
Sugar Minott,
The Music Machine,
Soft Machine,
Sight & Sound,
Rufus Thomas,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Swans,
Little Man,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Stereo Dub,
Unwound,
These Immortal Souls,
E-Dancer,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Letta Mbulu,
Parry Music,
Absolute Body Control,
H. Thieme,
A Certain Ratio,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lou Reed,
the Human League,
Roy Ayers,
Erasure,
Pantaleimon,
Deadbeat,
Lalann,
the Soft Cell,
Rites of Spring,
Colin Newman,
Henry Cow,
Albert Ayler,
Gang Starr,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.