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 Mali and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the rock 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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Doors,
The Doobie Brothers,
X-102,
Dark Day,
The Residents,
Sound Behaviour,
Blake Baxter,
Boz Scaggs,
Duran Duran,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Janne Schatter,
Judy Mowatt,
The Moleskins,
Simply Red,
Donald Byrd,
Ituana,
Black Moon,
UT,
Morten Harket,
Desert Stars,
Country Teasers,
The Skatalites,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gang Starr,
Jacques Brel,
Crime,
Faust,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Infiniti,
Rekid,
Wire,
Jawbox,
Buzzcocks,
Rotary Connection,
Sight & Sound,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Names,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dead Boys,
the Sonics,
The Pretty Things,
Ice-T,
The Smoke,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Metal Thangz,
Shoche,
Roy Ayers,
Scan 7,
The Fugs,
Depeche Mode,
Easy Going,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Arab on Radar,
Procol Harum,
Ralphi Rosario,
Amon Düül II,
Audionom,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.