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 France and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Michael McDonald 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 Easy Going to the rock 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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Interpol,
Hashim,
Deepchord,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jacques Brel,
Panda Bear,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Glenn Branca,
Black Flag,
The Slits,
Electric Prunes,
Scott Walker,
Junior Murvin,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Country Teasers,
The Neon Judgement,
Desert Stars,
The Grass Roots,
Ituana,
Roxette,
Alton Ellis,
Aaron Thompson,
Andrew Hill,
Suicide,
Pet Shop Boys,
Reuben Wilson,
Camberwell Now,
New Order,
Pylon,
Blake Baxter,
Masters at Work,
Hasil Adkins,
Easy Going,
The Cramps,
The Golliwogs,
The Cure,
Joey Negro,
Archie Shepp,
Alphaville,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ludus,
The Fall,
Minor Threat,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Colin Newman,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lower 48,
Model 500,
Y Pants,
Negative Approach,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sexual Harrassment,
Anakelly,
The Star Department,
The Saints,
Essential Logic,
Althea and Donna,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Charles Mingus,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen.
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.