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 Rwanda and from Madrid.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Spokane.
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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ituana to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kings Of Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fluxion,
Warsaw,
Kevin Saunderson,
Chris Corsano,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sight & Sound,
Isaac Hayes,
Yusef Lateef,
Roxette,
Kenny Larkin,
Darondo,
Parry Music,
Organ,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Residents,
Country Teasers,
Bang On A Can,
The Fall,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Roger Hodgson,
Bauhaus,
Silicon Teens,
Chris & Cosey,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Hot Snakes,
The Barracudas,
The Raincoats,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eden Ahbez,
Swans,
Agitation Free,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ultimate Spinach,
Intrusion,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Searchers,
Amon Düül II,
Joe Smooth,
Joe Finger,
Funkadelic,
Bush Tetras,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pierre Henry,
Niagra,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Fire Engines,
Sex Pistols,
the Slits,
Deadbeat,
Aswad,
The Toasters,
Bill Wells,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Velvet Underground,
Index,
Prince Buster,
Toni Rubio,
Television Personalities,
DJ Style,
Marc Almond,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.