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 Solomon Islands and from Toronto.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Half Japanese to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Popol Vuh,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nico,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Icehouse,
Matthew Bourne,
Siglo XX,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Adolescents,
Sonic Youth,
Panda Bear,
Bobby Womack,
Piero Umiliani,
Eve St. Jones,
The Cramps,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
New York Dolls,
Scientists,
R.M.O.,
Minutemen,
Donny Hathaway,
Susan Cadogan,
Flamin' Groovies,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Deakin,
Joe Finger,
The Black Dice,
Ohio Players,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Dirtbombs,
Barbara Tucker,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sparks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Arcadia,
Eurythmics,
Nation of Ulysses,
Joensuu 1685,
Gichy Dan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Zero Boys,
Howard Jones,
Newcleus,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Mo-Dettes,
Suburban Knight,
Desert Stars,
Soul II Soul,
EPMD,
Traffic Nightmare,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kaleidoscope,
Cluster,
Prince Buster,
Bad Manners,
The Young Rascals,
the Slits,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Andrew Hill,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.