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 Estonia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 arpeggiator 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 Zapp to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef 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 harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
Unwound,
The Stooges,
Michelle Simonal,
Popol Vuh,
Vladislav Delay,
Pussy Galore,
Hardrive,
Eric B and Rakim,
Banda Bassotti,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Hot Snakes,
Pole,
Public Image Ltd.,
Aswad,
Dennis Brown,
Ultravox,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Boz Scaggs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Real Kids,
Maleditus Sound,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gichy Dan,
Nik Kershaw,
Joey Negro,
Blancmange,
Derrick Morgan,
MC5,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Mandrill,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Wolf Eyes,
Lalann,
Flash Fearless,
The Skatalites,
a-ha,
Bill Wells,
Pierre Henry,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Radiopuhelimet,
Roxy Music,
The Remains,
Robert Wyatt,
Adolescents,
Organ,
Deepchord,
Gregory Isaacs,
Erasure,
Schoolly D,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Anakelly,
Average White Band,
Funky Four + One,
Sandy B,
Leonard Cohen,
Brothers Johnson,
The Blackbyrds,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.