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 Indonesia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Beijing and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 One Last Wish to the electroclash 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 The Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Scan 7,
Frankie Knuckles,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Young Marble Giants,
Whodini,
Fluxion,
Jacques Brel,
Motorama,
Bobby Sherman,
The Slackers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gichy Dan,
Joey Negro,
Letta Mbulu,
Robert Görl,
Dual Sessions,
Sound Behaviour,
K-Klass,
the Bar-Kays,
The Raincoats,
Arab on Radar,
Kerri Chandler,
Pharoah Sanders,
Severed Heads,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Monks,
Lyres,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Underground Resistance,
Aural Exciters,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Marvin Gaye,
Colin Newman,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pussy Galore,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Marc Almond,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fad Gadget,
Glambeats Corp.,
Excepter,
Traffic Nightmare,
Deepchord,
Wasted Youth,
DJ Sneak,
Monolake,
The Durutti Column,
The Stooges,
The Remains,
New York Dolls,
Outsiders,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Sound,
Livin' Joy,
The Names,
48th St. Collective,
Flash Fearless,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.