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 Uruguay and from Hong Kong.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 clarinet 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 Todd Terry to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
The Vogues,
Sun City Girls,
The Victims,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jerry's Kids,
The Motions,
World's Most,
Model 500,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Todd Rundgren,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Nils Olav,
L. Decosne,
Bob Dylan,
Ultravox,
The Slackers,
Agitation Free,
Josef K,
Minutemen,
the Sonics,
Lee Hazlewood,
Yazoo,
Mars,
Sun Ra,
Absolute Body Control,
Aswad,
Bill Wells,
Lightning Bolt,
DJ Style,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Von Mondo,
Grauzone,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dark Day,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jacob Miller,
FM Einheit,
Mantronix,
Bronski Beat,
The Tremeloes,
Maurizio,
Popol Vuh,
Colin Newman,
Oblivians,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Make Up,
the Human League,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Slits,
Donny Hathaway,
Lucky Dragons,
Freddie Wadling,
Skarface,
Mo-Dettes,
ABBA,
Magazine,
Reuben Wilson,
Aloha Tigers,
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.