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 Laos and from Seoul.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the organ 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 Smog to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Fela Kuti. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a LL Cool J record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
The Buckinghams,
Grauzone,
Mandrill,
Flipper,
the Bar-Kays,
Aaron Thompson,
Qualms,
Maurizio,
DJ Sneak,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Mojo Men,
kango's stein massive,
EPMD,
Depeche Mode,
Scott Walker,
Nation of Ulysses,
Silicon Teens,
Duran Duran,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Isaac Hayes,
Swell Maps,
The Martian,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Guru Guru,
Fatback Band,
Sixth Finger,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Albert Ayler,
Intrusion,
Carl Craig,
Barry Ungar,
Gong,
Letta Mbulu,
The Music Machine,
John Lydon,
the Sonics,
Severed Heads,
Jandek,
Tres Demented,
Radiohead,
The Vogues,
Brothers Johnson,
Accadde A,
Tom Boy,
Iggy Pop,
Yazoo,
Reuben Wilson,
The Walker Brothers,
Slick Rick,
Danielle Patucci,
Skriet,
Jacob Miller,
The Move,
Agent Orange,
The Pretty Things,
Can,
Zero Boys,
Alice Coltrane,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.