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 Kenya and from Stockholm.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar 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 D'Angelo to the grime 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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fatback Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Lungfish,
Sound Behaviour,
Davy DMX,
X-Ray Spex,
Peter and Kerry,
The Smiths,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eric Copeland,
Glambeats Corp.,
Godley & Creme,
The Neon Judgement,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jeru the Damaja,
Adolescents,
Nils Olav,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sugar Minott,
Dual Sessions,
Little Man,
Maleditus Sound,
The J.B.'s,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Moleskins,
Carl Craig,
Joe Finger,
The Mojo Men,
LL Cool J,
Rekid,
Hardrive,
Amon Düül,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Procol Harum,
Robert Görl,
Ituana,
Agent Orange,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Index,
Stockholm Monsters,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Avey Tare,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Misunderstood,
Angry Samoans,
The Doors,
Stereo Dub,
Pole,
Marc Almond,
Yusef Lateef,
Panda Bear,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Grauzone,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ten City,
Letta Mbulu,
The Modern Lovers,
Country Teasers,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.