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 Kiribati and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 H. Thieme to the jazz 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 the Human League. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Sight & Sound,
The Vogues,
Siglo XX,
Shoche,
Ludus,
L. Decosne,
World's Most,
Gastr Del Sol,
Young Marble Giants,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lakeside,
Circle Jerks,
Kas Product,
Nation of Ulysses,
Grey Daturas,
Camberwell Now,
Scott Walker,
Unwound,
Gong,
Eric Copeland,
the Association,
Zero Boys,
New York Dolls,
Crash Course in Science,
Glambeats Corp.,
Maleditus Sound,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pylon,
Cecil Taylor,
The Invisible,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Public Image Ltd.,
Arcadia,
the Human League,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Slick Rick,
Babytalk,
Cymande,
Matthew Bourne,
Bootsy Collins,
David Axelrod,
The Detroit Cobras,
Fugazi,
The Pretty Things,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Fela Kuti,
Derrick Morgan,
Supertramp,
Lalann,
Livin' Joy,
Drexciya,
Bob Dylan,
Soul Sonic Force,
Spoonie Gee,
X-102,
Big Daddy Kane,
Magma,
The Fortunes,
Piero Umiliani,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.