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 Bolivia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Pet Shop Boys to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fania All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Don Cherry,
The Beau Brummels,
D'Angelo,
Donny Hathaway,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lucky Dragons,
One Last Wish,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jeff Mills,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Intrusion,
The Divine Comedy,
Niagra,
Sällskapet,
Can,
Con Funk Shun,
Warsaw,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Television,
Jeru the Damaja,
Matthew Halsall,
The Moleskins,
Joyce Sims,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mantronix,
Soft Cell,
the Germs,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Remains,
Second Layer,
Neil Young,
Q and Not U,
Loose Ends,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Babytalk,
Aloha Tigers,
Whodini,
Buzzcocks,
Deepchord,
Essential Logic,
Fatback Band,
Maleditus Sound,
Shuggie Otis,
Supertramp,
Flash Fearless,
The Grass Roots,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Absolute Body Control,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Magma,
Soul II Soul,
Magazine,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lee Hazlewood,
Das Ding,
Joey Negro,
Wally Richardson,
The Kinks,
The Wake,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.