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 Ivory Coast and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Jerry's Kids to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kerrie Biddell. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Pantytec,
Kevin Saunderson,
John Cale,
The Saints,
Andrew Hill,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Suburban Knight,
Altered Images,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Mojo Men,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pantaleimon,
Sound Behaviour,
L. Decosne,
Johnny Clarke,
Jawbox,
Derrick May,
Todd Terry,
Pylon,
Heaven 17,
Buzzcocks,
Television Personalities,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Wings,
The Cramps,
Electric Light Orchestra,
CMW,
Bad Manners,
Mars,
Morten Harket,
Scan 7,
The Stooges,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jacob Miller,
the Human League,
Sun Ra,
Drexciya,
Grey Daturas,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cecil Taylor,
Guru Guru,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
AZ,
Minnie Riperton,
DNA,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cymande,
Bush Tetras,
Quantec,
Terry Callier,
Vladislav Delay,
The Dave Clark Five,
Malaria!,
Colin Newman,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.