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 India and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Dual Sessions to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Cybotron,
Howard Jones,
Kerri Chandler,
The Durutti Column,
John Lydon,
The Names,
The Sound,
Ultravox,
Josef K,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jawbox,
H. Thieme,
Glenn Branca,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Saints,
Slave,
Yazoo,
Soul II Soul,
Susan Cadogan,
Kool Moe Dee,
Crime,
Can,
Albert Ayler,
New Order,
Newcleus,
The Toasters,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Tears for Fears,
Bobby Sherman,
Young Marble Giants,
Organ,
Ossler,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ituana,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
FM Einheit,
Gabor Szabo,
Barrington Levy,
Moebius,
Monolake,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jimmy McGriff,
Agent Orange,
Yellowson,
The Mojo Men,
Tomorrow,
ABC,
Warren Ellis,
The Busters,
Pussy Galore,
Reuben Wilson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The New Christs,
Country Teasers,
The Real Kids,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Stetsasonic,
Animal Collective,
X-102,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.