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 Israel and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 sitar 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Victims 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?
Lalann,
Sandy B,
Gong,
Black Sheep,
Arthur Verocai,
The Offenders,
Half Japanese,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lightning Bolt,
Pet Shop Boys,
Moby Grape,
Amon Düül,
Mantronix,
Carl Craig,
Alphaville,
Model 500,
Dennis Brown,
Nick Fraelich,
Scan 7,
F. McDonald,
Neu!,
The Gap Band,
Chrome,
LL Cool J,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Tremeloes,
Matthew Bourne,
Morten Harket,
Harpers Bizarre,
Buzzcocks,
Alice Coltrane,
T.S.O.L.,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Durutti Column,
Charles Mingus,
Moss Icon,
Stetsasonic,
Wire,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Franke,
Maurizio,
The Music Machine,
Susan Cadogan,
Mad Mike,
Symarip,
Connie Case,
Nico,
Average White Band,
Althea and Donna,
Cymande,
DJ Style,
The Victims,
Derrick Morgan,
The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C.
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.