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 Taiwan and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rekid,
Ronan,
Oblivians,
The Misunderstood,
Soulsonic Force,
The Zeros,
Scrapy,
Flash Fearless,
The Velvet Underground,
Alton Ellis,
The Divine Comedy,
Radiohead,
Bill Near,
Pulsallama,
Quadrant,
Connie Case,
The Fire Engines,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ultravox,
Albert Ayler,
Lucky Dragons,
Marine Girls,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Victims,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Blancmange,
Quando Quango,
Junior Murvin,
The Names,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Massinfluence,
David Bowie,
Stiv Bators,
The Trojans,
the Soft Cell,
The Selecter,
Derrick May,
Vainqueur,
Joey Negro,
The Mojo Men,
The Martian,
Easy Going,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rod Modell,
Deadbeat,
Crash Course in Science,
Al Stewart,
Ralphi Rosario,
Siglo XX,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Public Image Ltd.,
CMW,
Metal Thangz,
The Doobie Brothers,
John Cale,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Avey Tare,
Black Bananas,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Donald Byrd,
The Monks,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.