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 Cameroon and from London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Shoche to the rap 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 The Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doors record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Echospace,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Aural Exciters,
Niagra,
Soft Cell,
Bad Manners,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Alton Ellis,
The Gap Band,
Altered Images,
Inner City,
Deadbeat,
MDC,
Dawn Penn,
The Kinks,
The Last Poets,
Peter and Kerry,
Organ,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Fania All-Stars,
Basic Channel,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Fluxion,
the Normal,
cv313,
DJ Sneak,
Mo-Dettes,
Bobby Byrd,
Marcia Griffiths,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Crispian St. Peters,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Dark Day,
The Blues Magoos,
Sugar Minott,
Ohio Players,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Yellowson,
Laurel Aitken,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wings,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ponytail,
Moss Icon,
Warsaw,
Dennis Brown,
Iggy Pop,
Arcadia,
Guru Guru,
Whodini,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Saints,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sarah Menescal,
F. McDonald,
Girls At Our Best!,
48th St. Collective,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.