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 United States and from Lyon.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Von Mondo to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Gang Green,
Matthew Bourne,
Jandek,
Camberwell Now,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Inner City,
DNA,
Nils Olav,
The Golliwogs,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Moody Blues,
Theoretical Girls,
Bad Manners,
The Star Department,
The Happenings,
T. Rex,
Fatback Band,
Sugar Minott,
Fluxion,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Jeff Lynne,
Gerry Rafferty,
Minny Pops,
Pylon,
Aaron Thompson,
Johnny Osbourne,
Henry Cow,
The Blues Magoos,
The Gories,
Roxette,
The Fire Engines,
Prince Buster,
Agitation Free,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Scott Walker,
Erykah Badu,
Slave,
Cecil Taylor,
Hot Snakes,
Sight & Sound,
Lalann,
H. Thieme,
The Modern Lovers,
Massinfluence,
Reuben Wilson,
Roger Hodgson,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Goldenarms,
Mission of Burma,
Cymande,
Electric Prunes,
Soul II Soul,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Electric Prunes,
Tomorrow,
The Index,
The Techniques,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Barracudas,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.