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 Columbus.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Circle Jerks to the disco 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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Spoonie Gee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Bobby Byrd,
The Zeros,
Vladislav Delay,
Gregory Isaacs,
Minnie Riperton,
Eden Ahbez,
Andrew Hill,
Public Enemy,
Nico,
Wasted Youth,
L. Decosne,
The Electric Prunes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Stockholm Monsters,
Icehouse,
The Mummies,
Robert Görl,
Gang Starr,
Marshall Jefferson,
Thee Headcoats,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Youth Brigade,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kerri Chandler,
Ituana,
Japan,
Amazonics,
Rekid,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rites of Spring,
Nirvana,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
R.M.O.,
Essential Logic,
8 Eyed Spy,
Leonard Cohen,
Yellowson,
Throbbing Gristle,
cv313,
New Age Steppers,
Nick Fraelich,
These Immortal Souls,
The Motions,
H. Thieme,
One Last Wish,
Audionom,
Anakelly,
Von Mondo,
Aaron Thompson,
Laurel Aitken,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Adolescents,
The Count Five,
The Cure,
The Doors,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Metal Thangz,
Bootsy Collins,
Y Pants,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.