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 Micronesia and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Dave Clark Five to the funk 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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maurizio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Guru Guru,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ludus,
Simply Red,
Ken Boothe,
Brand Nubian,
Fad Gadget,
Y Pants,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sun City Girls,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Barracudas,
Severed Heads,
Joey Negro,
Barrington Levy,
Toni Rubio,
The American Breed,
The Remains,
The Techniques,
Amon Düül,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cybotron,
Icehouse,
Lucky Dragons,
Boz Scaggs,
Terrestrial Tones,
Television,
The Moody Blues,
Skarface,
The Doors,
Country Teasers,
The Evens,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mantronix,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Searchers,
Minnie Riperton,
Vainqueur,
Marmalade,
Yellowson,
Josef K,
The Victims,
Harmonia,
Carl Craig,
Sight & Sound,
Inner City,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Clear Light,
KRS-One,
Supertramp,
Rufus Thomas,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jawbox,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Warren Ellis,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
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.