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 Ukraine and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 sitar 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 Tommy Roe to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz 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?
Ken Boothe,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Simply Red,
Youth Brigade,
Byron Stingily,
Bauhaus,
PIL,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Q65,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Roy Ayers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Harmonia,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Black Flag,
Ituana,
Scrapy,
Fat Boys,
Little Man,
Alison Limerick,
Second Layer,
The Smoke,
UT,
Sonic Youth,
Agent Orange,
Smog,
Amon Düül,
Erasure,
Easy Going,
Radiohead,
Qualms,
Excepter,
Khruangbin,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Visage,
Archie Shepp,
Echospace,
Outsiders,
The Kinks,
Marine Girls,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Litter,
Banda Bassotti,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Loose Ends,
Spoonie Gee,
The Evens,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cheater Slicks,
Maleditus Sound,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pierre Henry,
DJ Style,
The Beau Brummels,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Matthew Halsall,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tomorrow,
Slave,
Dark Day,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.