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 Bolivia and from Shanghai.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Clear Light 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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Bananas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Coltrane,
Neil Young,
Wolf Eyes,
Kayak,
Bluetip,
Barry Ungar,
Supertramp,
Lindisfarne,
MDC,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Anakelly,
The Pretty Things,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Aaron Thompson,
Delta 5,
Dual Sessions,
A Certain Ratio,
Zapp,
8 Eyed Spy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Durutti Column,
Todd Terry,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sun Ra,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
JFA,
Lakeside,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sexual Harrassment,
AZ,
Echospace,
The Electric Prunes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Young Rascals,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Doors,
Agent Orange,
Pantytec,
Ludus,
Skaos,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sparks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Girls At Our Best!,
Glenn Branca,
The Martian,
Blossom Toes,
Ituana,
Bronski Beat,
Royal Trux,
Yusef Lateef,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Clear Light,
Maleditus Sound,
Drexciya,
Roy Ayers,
Half Japanese,
Sugar Minott,
The Neon Judgement,
Brothers Johnson,
Bootsy Collins,
Bad Manners,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.