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 Austria and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 synthesizer 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 Massinfluence to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terry Callier,
Eric Copeland,
Skarface,
Simply Red,
The Dirtbombs,
Mandrill,
Arab on Radar,
Crispy Ambulance,
Barbara Tucker,
Michelle Simonal,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Nik Kershaw,
Country Teasers,
T. Rex,
Jimmy McGriff,
Soul II Soul,
LL Cool J,
Dorothy Ashby,
Minor Threat,
CMW,
Lyres,
Rotary Connection,
Quantec,
Bad Manners,
The Motions,
The Names,
Donald Byrd,
The Standells,
Technova,
Vladislav Delay,
Brand Nubian,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Girls At Our Best!,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Average White Band,
Bronski Beat,
Mission of Burma,
Drexciya,
Rapeman,
OOIOO,
A Certain Ratio,
Delon & Dalcan,
These Immortal Souls,
The Vogues,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
La Düsseldorf,
Maleditus Sound,
Judy Mowatt,
Japan,
Faraquet,
Sugar Minott,
Crash Course in Science,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Gap Band,
Reuben Wilson,
Donny Hathaway,
The Golliwogs,
Tommy Roe,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.