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 Uganda and from New York.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes 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 In Retrospect to the punk 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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All Dorothy Ashby tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grauzone,
Albert Ayler,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jacob Miller,
Fela Kuti,
Drexciya,
Nick Fraelich,
Simply Red,
Byron Stingily,
Fluxion,
Radiohead,
Arcadia,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Heaven 17,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Buckinghams,
The Saints,
T.S.O.L.,
Mandrill,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Marshall Jefferson,
Joe Finger,
Surgeon,
Essential Logic,
CMW,
R.M.O.,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ten City,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Pulsallama,
Nirvana,
Agent Orange,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Cymande,
Kerri Chandler,
Talk Talk,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Magazine,
Cybotron,
Kool Moe Dee,
Trumans Water,
The Martian,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Sound,
Con Funk Shun,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sugar Minott,
Lower 48,
Jeff Mills,
Pylon,
Smog,
Sällskapet,
Fatback Band,
Ronan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.