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 Mali and from Hong Kong.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Aaron Thompson to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
Hot Snakes,
Roger Hodgson,
Gabor Szabo,
Duran Duran,
Lalo Schifrin,
Archie Shepp,
Panda Bear,
H. Thieme,
Joey Negro,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lalann,
Marshall Jefferson,
Procol Harum,
Curtis Mayfield,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jeff Lynne,
Leonard Cohen,
Gichy Dan,
Johnny Clarke,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Doors,
The Trojans,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Black Dice,
Donald Byrd,
MC5,
Grandmaster Flash,
Inner City,
Funky Four + One,
Wally Richardson,
The Count Five,
Babytalk,
D'Angelo,
The Gap Band,
ABC,
Severed Heads,
Boz Scaggs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Albert Ayler,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Depeche Mode,
New Age Steppers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Judy Mowatt,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Minnie Riperton,
DNA,
Laurel Aitken,
Blancmange,
The Slackers,
Gang Green,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Arcadia,
Aloha Tigers,
Godley & Creme,
The Golliwogs,
Mandrill,
Juan Atkins,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.