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 Niger and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Toni Rubio to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brothers Johnson,
Dual Sessions,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gil Scott Heron,
Scratch Acid,
The Fugs,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sight & Sound,
Gang Green,
Fluxion,
Amazonics,
Bill Near,
Sun Ra,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Red Krayola,
ABC,
La Düsseldorf,
Second Layer,
The Mummies,
The Golliwogs,
Agitation Free,
Absolute Body Control,
Eric Dolphy,
Youth Brigade,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bauhaus,
Basic Channel,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Invisible,
Rekid,
Gregory Isaacs,
H. Thieme,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Blackbyrds,
Kaleidoscope,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Roger Hodgson,
Eric Copeland,
Barbara Tucker,
Talk Talk,
Nirvana,
June Days,
Rites of Spring,
Stockholm Monsters,
Angry Samoans,
Throbbing Gristle,
New York Dolls,
David McCallum,
Loose Ends,
Ultravox,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Young Marble Giants,
Tears for Fears,
Matthew Bourne,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Martian,
The Last Poets,
Toni Rubio,
Gastr Del Sol,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.