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 Yemen and from Lagos.
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 Portland and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 linndrum 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 The Tremeloes to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
The Fire Engines,
Bobby Womack,
Malaria!,
Country Teasers,
UT,
Stetsasonic,
Scan 7,
Maleditus Sound,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Banda Bassotti,
cv313,
T.S.O.L.,
Thompson Twins,
The Sound,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bill Wells,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scion,
Anakelly,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Todd Rundgren,
The Victims,
Radio Birdman,
Sugar Minott,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Spandau Ballet,
James White and The Blacks,
Ponytail,
Rites of Spring,
Jeff Mills,
Freddie Wadling,
Scott Walker,
The Fuzztones,
Alison Limerick,
Charles Mingus,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nik Kershaw,
Underground Resistance,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jacques Brel,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Scrapy,
Dennis Brown,
The United States of America,
Blancmange,
Fela Kuti,
Robert Görl,
the Association,
Roger Hodgson,
Gregory Isaacs,
Yaz,
Kerri Chandler,
Bill Near,
Ronan,
Basic Channel,
Au Pairs,
Bootsy Collins,
The Blues Magoos,
Jawbox,
The Five Americans,
LL Cool J,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.