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 Lesotho and from Paris.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 X-101 to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Johnny Osbourne. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Angels of Light,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pantytec,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kevin Saunderson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Banda Bassotti,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nick Fraelich,
Black Moon,
Jerry's Kids,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Toni Rubio,
The Associates,
The Modern Lovers,
The Selecter,
One Last Wish,
Kerri Chandler,
The Doors,
Skriet,
Index,
Funkadelic,
Bizarre Inc.,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Essential Logic,
Albert Ayler,
the Bar-Kays,
Roy Ayers,
Al Stewart,
the Sonics,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Isaac Hayes,
The Monks,
R.M.O.,
Marcia Griffiths,
Nation of Ulysses,
Smog,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
June Days,
Eric Dolphy,
Vladislav Delay,
Thompson Twins,
Don Cherry,
Rhythm & Sound,
Little Man,
Marc Almond,
The Remains,
Soul Sonic Force,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ludus,
K-Klass,
Slick Rick,
Scrapy,
The Knickerbockers,
Flash Fearless,
Frankie Knuckles,
AZ,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.