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 Madagascar and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Holger Czukay 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 James White and The Blacks to the grime 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 Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Fania All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Swans,
Camouflage,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pet Shop Boys,
Laurel Aitken,
The Black Dice,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tim Buckley,
Aural Exciters,
The Kinks,
Sun Ra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Letta Mbulu,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Nico,
Q65,
A Certain Ratio,
Spoonie Gee,
Throbbing Gristle,
Patti Smith,
Moss Icon,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Can,
Isaac Hayes,
Zapp,
Fatback Band,
Agitation Free,
La Düsseldorf,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Judy Mowatt,
The Gories,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rufus Thomas,
Alphaville,
Silicon Teens,
X-Ray Spex,
Jeff Mills,
Anakelly,
Siglo XX,
Television Personalities,
Marc Almond,
R.M.O.,
Idris Muhammad,
World's Most,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Roxette,
Andrew Hill,
Neil Young,
Motorama,
Nik Kershaw,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Monochrome Set,
Al Stewart,
David Bowie,
Kevin Saunderson,
Deadbeat,
Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman.
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.