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 Morocco and from Sao Paulo.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 spring reverb 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 Rosa Yemen to the grunge 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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
Yusef Lateef,
Warren Ellis,
Lucky Dragons,
Kayak,
The Trojans,
The Golliwogs,
Country Teasers,
The Fire Engines,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Mr. Review,
The Happenings,
Q and Not U,
Minutemen,
Sugar Minott,
Donald Byrd,
World's Most,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Andrew Hill,
The Knickerbockers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Black Flag,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kerri Chandler,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Pole,
Don Cherry,
The Techniques,
Prince Buster,
Make Up,
Quadrant,
Gichy Dan,
Kaleidoscope,
Massinfluence,
Jeru the Damaja,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Drexciya,
Hashim,
Ohio Players,
New York Dolls,
Kool Moe Dee,
E-Dancer,
Ornette Coleman,
Bronski Beat,
Fad Gadget,
MC5,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lalo Schifrin,
Davy DMX,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Dark Day,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Popol Vuh,
PIL,
Roxette,
the Human League,
Skriet,
Scratch Acid,
Oblivians,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sound Behaviour,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
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.