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 Guinea and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Jakarta.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Scrapy 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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All T. Rex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Hot Snakes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Tubeway Army,
Anthony Braxton,
Youth Brigade,
The Pretty Things,
Aural Exciters,
Popol Vuh,
Con Funk Shun,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
James White and The Blacks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Yusef Lateef,
Sarah Menescal,
Hardrive,
DJ Sneak,
Rites of Spring,
The Zeros,
Eddi Front,
The Black Dice,
The Pop Group,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tears for Fears,
The Slackers,
Harry Pussy,
48th St. Collective,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
X-Ray Spex,
Joe Smooth,
Judy Mowatt,
The Moody Blues,
Agitation Free,
The Smiths,
Nik Kershaw,
Marine Girls,
Inner City,
Chris Corsano,
Althea and Donna,
Flipper,
Reuben Wilson,
The J.B.'s,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Neon Judgement,
DNA,
Hoover,
Glenn Branca,
Suicide,
Fluxion,
Rufus Thomas,
Yazoo,
Essential Logic,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Oneida,
Visage,
Roxette,
Pantaleimon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
China Crisis,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.