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 Eritrea and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bobby Sherman to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Mantronix,
The Dave Clark Five,
Monolake,
Fear,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Stetsasonic,
Harry Pussy,
Moebius,
Derrick May,
Parry Music,
Matthew Bourne,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Arthur Verocai,
Pantytec,
Technova,
the Germs,
Fad Gadget,
Q65,
Rhythm & Sound,
Brick,
Negative Approach,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Severed Heads,
Sound Behaviour,
Joensuu 1685,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Boz Scaggs,
Robert Wyatt,
Funky Four + One,
Nils Olav,
Kas Product,
Ronan,
The Vogues,
a-ha,
June of 44,
cv313,
D'Angelo,
Fat Boys,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Bar-Kays,
Zero Boys,
F. McDonald,
Isaac Hayes,
Wally Richardson,
Outsiders,
Dual Sessions,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Magma,
Jeru the Damaja,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Popol Vuh,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Idris Muhammad,
The Leaves,
Chris & Cosey,
The Dirtbombs,
Dave Gahan,
Metal Thangz,
Panda Bear,
Kayak,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.