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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Cairo.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 snare 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 Deepchord to the grime 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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slackers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Glenn Branca,
Erykah Badu,
Minnie Riperton,
Tres Demented,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
the Swans,
Lucky Dragons,
LL Cool J,
Nils Olav,
The Techniques,
Chrome,
Dual Sessions,
Piero Umiliani,
D'Angelo,
EPMD,
Max Romeo,
The Count Five,
Bootsy Collins,
Jeff Mills,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Skatalites,
Soft Machine,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
F. McDonald,
Ralphi Rosario,
Basic Channel,
ABC,
Monks,
Boredoms,
Soul Sonic Force,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mr. Review,
The Red Krayola,
Ronan,
Urselle,
Derrick Morgan,
Stockholm Monsters,
Newcleus,
Lalann,
The American Breed,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Subhumans,
Brothers Johnson,
Alton Ellis,
Bobby Womack,
X-101,
Matthew Halsall,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sällskapet,
Stereo Dub,
The Star Department,
These Immortal Souls,
Andrew Hill,
Tropical Tobacco,
Dorothy Ashby,
Essential Logic,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jawbox,
Audionom,
Metal Thangz,
Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk.
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.