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 Somalia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Anakelly to the dance 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 Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
Ultravox,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Real Kids,
Todd Rundgren,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sparks,
The Fuzztones,
Adolescents,
The Skatalites,
Gregory Isaacs,
the Soft Cell,
Zapp,
Alton Ellis,
Deadbeat,
Reagan Youth,
Maleditus Sound,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
the Bar-Kays,
Ohio Players,
Hashim,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eli Mardock,
R.M.O.,
Vladislav Delay,
Johnny Clarke,
Bluetip,
Technova,
Fatback Band,
Swans,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mars,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kayak,
Model 500,
The Martian,
Derrick May,
EPMD,
Prince Buster,
Henry Cow,
Marshall Jefferson,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Victims,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ornette Coleman,
The Fugs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mantronix,
Stereo Dub,
Moebius,
David Axelrod,
The Happenings,
The Moleskins,
Youth Brigade,
Brand Nubian,
Terrestrial Tones,
Dual Sessions,
David Bowie,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.