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 Ukraine and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 organ 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 John Foxx to the rock 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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Blossom Toes,
Amon Düül,
Traffic Nightmare,
Boredoms,
the Soft Cell,
Lee Hazlewood,
Avey Tare,
Urselle,
Hasil Adkins,
Black Flag,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Infiniti,
New Age Steppers,
Swell Maps,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Bar-Kays,
Interpol,
Davy DMX,
The Sonics,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Mummies,
Radio Birdman,
The Dead C,
AZ,
Gichy Dan,
Half Japanese,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
One Last Wish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ten City,
The Knickerbockers,
Bauhaus,
Desert Stars,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ludus,
Monks,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Grass Roots,
The Associates,
The Raincoats,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Man Eating Sloth,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lou Christie,
Siglo XX,
Sonic Youth,
Faust,
The Zeros,
Amon Düül II,
Cybotron,
the Swans,
Alphaville,
Pussy Galore,
The Stooges,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Yaz,
Inner City,
Derrick Morgan,
Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier.
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.