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 Congo and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 güiro 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 Ituana to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
Lalann,
China Crisis,
Lou Christie,
Suicide,
Yaz,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Saccharine Trust,
The Fall,
Black Pus,
Warren Ellis,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Fela Kuti,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Nico,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bobby Womack,
Ludus,
Popol Vuh,
Swell Maps,
The Skatalites,
The Blues Magoos,
Jimmy McGriff,
Goldenarms,
Minny Pops,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mandrill,
Deadbeat,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Boz Scaggs,
Nick Fraelich,
Joensuu 1685,
The Monochrome Set,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Erasure,
Nils Olav,
Alphaville,
Metal Thangz,
Intrusion,
Bad Manners,
H. Thieme,
The Sonics,
Moby Grape,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Crispy Ambulance,
Joyce Sims,
Jerry Gold Smith,
the Human League,
Young Marble Giants,
Basic Channel,
The Leaves,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Technova,
Television,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Remains,
Crash Course in Science,
Main Source,
MC5,
Amazonics,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.