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 Yemen and from Tehran.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 rhodes 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 Echospace to the jazz 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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dark Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gang Gang Dance,
Amazonics,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Residents,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Yusef Lateef,
Crime,
Circle Jerks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
World's Most,
The Tremeloes,
Boz Scaggs,
PIL,
Supertramp,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Funkadelic,
Kenny Larkin,
Minnie Riperton,
Gregory Isaacs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Prince Buster,
Lungfish,
Neu!,
Wolf Eyes,
The Cure,
Dennis Brown,
Letta Mbulu,
The Kinks,
Easy Going,
Tears for Fears,
June Days,
Blake Baxter,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Moss Icon,
Loose Ends,
The Divine Comedy,
Ludus,
The Misunderstood,
Scan 7,
Gong,
Maleditus Sound,
The Zeros,
E-Dancer,
Gang Green,
Roy Ayers,
The Motions,
Jeff Mills,
The Raincoats,
Charles Mingus,
Parry Music,
Faraquet,
Lou Christie,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Matthew Bourne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Isaac Hayes,
The Slits,
The Busters,
Black Sheep,
Suicide,
Lucky Dragons,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.