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 Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 David Bowie 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 Ludus to the dance 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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Pussy Galore,
Crispian St. Peters,
the Germs,
Boz Scaggs,
Toni Rubio,
Gang Starr,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bad Manners,
Slave,
Mission of Burma,
OOIOO,
Cal Tjader,
Sarah Menescal,
Soul II Soul,
Eric Dolphy,
Dave Gahan,
Crime,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Avey Tare,
Alison Limerick,
Circle Jerks,
The Pop Group,
Man Parrish,
Camouflage,
Guru Guru,
Camberwell Now,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Slits,
The Moleskins,
D'Angelo,
The Busters,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Animal Collective,
Minutemen,
David McCallum,
Stetsasonic,
Boredoms,
The Barracudas,
The Leaves,
Freddie Wadling,
Cecil Taylor,
Sällskapet,
X-101,
Wings,
The Doobie Brothers,
Quadrant,
Janne Schatter,
New York Dolls,
Todd Rundgren,
The Motions,
Al Stewart,
Rod Modell,
A Flock of Seagulls,
B.T. Express,
Interpol,
Ten City,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
PIL,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Los Fastidios,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.