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 Jamaica and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 Fluxion to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Rapeman,
Section 25,
David McCallum,
Crooked Eye,
The Trojans,
Joe Smooth,
Morten Harket,
Scrapy,
Magazine,
The Associates,
Shuggie Otis,
Scott Walker,
Stockholm Monsters,
Soft Cell,
Sex Pistols,
Jawbox,
Q and Not U,
Con Funk Shun,
Hardrive,
Scientists,
Sixth Finger,
Joyce Sims,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Soft Cell,
Marshall Jefferson,
Spandau Ballet,
Malaria!,
The Barracudas,
Wire,
Basic Channel,
Quadrant,
The Electric Prunes,
Lou Reed,
The Walker Brothers,
Marc Almond,
Crispy Ambulance,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lalann,
Vainqueur,
Robert Hood,
Echospace,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
kango's stein massive,
Ludus,
Silicon Teens,
Mantronix,
Circle Jerks,
The Fall,
Urselle,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Matthew Halsall,
Faraquet,
Eric Dolphy,
Harry Pussy,
Pussy Galore,
The Birthday Party,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Funky Four + One,
Minutemen,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks.
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.