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 Afghanistan and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Cure to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every B.T. Express 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence 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?
Little Man,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pierre Henry,
One Last Wish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Joe Finger,
Donny Hathaway,
Vladislav Delay,
Stereo Dub,
Bush Tetras,
The Slackers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jeff Mills,
David McCallum,
The Martian,
The Residents,
Terry Callier,
Hasil Adkins,
CMW,
Neu!,
Don Cherry,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Thee Headcoats,
Public Image Ltd.,
the Sonics,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Motions,
Symarip,
The Vogues,
Tomorrow,
The Gap Band,
Colin Newman,
Mars,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Dark Day,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Echospace,
The Five Americans,
James White and The Blacks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Divine Comedy,
Lyres,
Ohio Players,
Sound Behaviour,
Excepter,
Vainqueur,
Marine Girls,
The Red Krayola,
Quantec,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Deadbeat,
Index,
JFA,
Wally Richardson,
Danielle Patucci,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ronnie Foster,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Names,
Cameo,
Audionom,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.