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 Gabon and from Columbus.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Cal Tjader to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Evens. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Fall,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Sonics,
The Tremeloes,
Negative Approach,
Model 500,
Jimmy McGriff,
Susan Cadogan,
The Techniques,
Jacques Brel,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Shoche,
Kurtis Blow,
Television,
Glenn Branca,
Main Source,
Cymande,
Vainqueur,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Red Krayola,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pole,
Barry Ungar,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Andrew Hill,
Steve Hackett,
Au Pairs,
Hasil Adkins,
Kas Product,
Bluetip,
Toni Rubio,
Rhythm & Sound,
Radiohead,
Flash Fearless,
Yaz,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fat Boys,
Ken Boothe,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
These Immortal Souls,
The Victims,
Al Stewart,
Pulsallama,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Henry Cow,
The Cure,
David McCallum,
Stockholm Monsters,
Livin' Joy,
Tim Buckley,
the Human League,
R.M.O.,
Neil Young,
Radiopuhelimet,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gang Green,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.