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 Azerbaijan and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 Sound Behaviour to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Marcia Griffiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
ABC,
Minnie Riperton,
Stockholm Monsters,
Toni Rubio,
Soft Machine,
The Move,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Symarip,
Alice Coltrane,
China Crisis,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Maleditus Sound,
John Foxx,
Jeff Lynne,
Don Cherry,
Gregory Isaacs,
Little Man,
Big Daddy Kane,
Vainqueur,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gabor Szabo,
Mary Jane Girls,
Marine Girls,
Gichy Dan,
Schoolly D,
The Human League,
Livin' Joy,
Maurizio,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Sonics,
World's Most,
Sam Rivers,
The Last Poets,
The Skatalites,
The Gories,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ken Boothe,
Amon Düül II,
Man Parrish,
The Count Five,
The Index,
Drexciya,
The Seeds,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Reuben Wilson,
Lightning Bolt,
Neil Young,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Tom Boy,
John Holt,
Leonard Cohen,
Suburban Knight,
Wings,
The Moleskins,
Nils Olav,
cv313,
David Bowie,
Jeff Mills,
Cal Tjader,
Sällskapet,
Lebanon Hanover,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.