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 Guyana and from Lille.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Jakarta.
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 rhodes 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 Kool Moe Dee to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cymande record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Massinfluence,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Angels of Light,
The Smiths,
Harmonia,
Sight & Sound,
MDC,
Patti Smith,
The Vogues,
Flamin' Groovies,
FM Einheit,
Barbara Tucker,
Connie Case,
The Five Americans,
Mo-Dettes,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Arab on Radar,
Masters at Work,
OOIOO,
Nico,
Electric Prunes,
Organ,
Animal Collective,
Bronski Beat,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Agent Orange,
Girls At Our Best!,
Eden Ahbez,
The Blues Magoos,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Stooges,
The Cowsills,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Tears for Fears,
The Wake,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Icehouse,
Arthur Verocai,
Althea and Donna,
New York Dolls,
Eli Mardock,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gichy Dan,
Black Sheep,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Max Romeo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
John Holt,
The J.B.'s,
Panda Bear,
Barrington Levy,
Barry Ungar,
Spoonie Gee,
Gang of Four,
Jeff Mills,
Simply Red,
Loose Ends,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.