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 Gabon and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Soft Machine to the funk 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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
Little Man,
the Slits,
Rotary Connection,
Suburban Knight,
Barclay James Harvest,
Animal Collective,
Rufus Thomas,
Delta 5,
The Mojo Men,
Silicon Teens,
Swans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DNA,
The Stooges,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Harry Pussy,
Agent Orange,
Derrick May,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Deepchord,
Half Japanese,
Alison Limerick,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Moody Blues,
Gregory Isaacs,
Marmalade,
Ultimate Spinach,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Basic Channel,
Stereo Dub,
the Fania All-Stars,
Yusef Lateef,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bobby Byrd,
The Durutti Column,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bob Dylan,
Scan 7,
The Fugs,
Inner City,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lalann,
Joyce Sims,
Ten City,
Soulsonic Force,
Man Parrish,
John Foxx,
Essential Logic,
Pole,
Alphaville,
Cluster,
Youth Brigade,
OOIOO,
Nation of Ulysses,
Saccharine Trust,
Newcleus,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Archie Shepp,
Y Pants,
UT,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.