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 Chad and from Delhi.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Kas Product to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fat Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Tubeway Army,
Gabor Szabo,
Make Up,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Terrestrial Tones,
Crash Course in Science,
Aural Exciters,
Scientists,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Gories,
Eric Dolphy,
Loose Ends,
Neil Young,
Rakim,
The Dirtbombs,
Delta 5,
Interpol,
Brand Nubian,
Rod Modell,
Erasure,
The Move,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ultra Naté,
Pierre Henry,
Zapp,
Sugar Minott,
Black Moon,
Amon Düül,
Cybotron,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Mummies,
Colin Newman,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Andrew Hill,
Scan 7,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Names,
Davy DMX,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
UT,
Lou Reed,
Malaria!,
Harpers Bizarre,
Television Personalities,
Kas Product,
The Saints,
Janne Schatter,
The Leaves,
Bobby Sherman,
Flipper,
The Fuzztones,
Matthew Bourne,
Terry Callier,
Brothers Johnson,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ponytail,
Camberwell Now,
Steve Hackett,
Radio Birdman,
Nico, Nico, Nico, Nico.
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.