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 Bahrain and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 güiro 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 Yazoo to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
The Residents,
Index,
John Coltrane,
Organ,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gang Starr,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Babytalk,
Marcia Griffiths,
The United States of America,
Animal Collective,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Isaac Hayes,
Interpol,
Heaven 17,
Jerry's Kids,
Fat Boys,
The Searchers,
Mark Hollis,
John Holt,
Pere Ubu,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Archie Shepp,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mars,
Von Mondo,
Monolake,
The Associates,
Faust,
Laurel Aitken,
Theoretical Girls,
Gichy Dan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Throbbing Gristle,
Wolf Eyes,
Ituana,
Piero Umiliani,
Silicon Teens,
Brick,
Fela Kuti,
The Doors,
Vladislav Delay,
The Vogues,
Cheater Slicks,
The Skatalites,
The Trojans,
Quantec,
The Toasters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cameo,
Ralphi Rosario,
New Order,
The Moody Blues,
Soft Cell,
Dead Boys,
Little Man,
Morten Harket,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Anthony Braxton,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.