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 Venezuela and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Lou Reed 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 Surgeon to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deadbeat,
DNA,
Soulsonic Force,
Camberwell Now,
Susan Cadogan,
Jeff Mills,
Half Japanese,
Peter & Gordon,
Suburban Knight,
Blake Baxter,
The Slackers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Radio Birdman,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lou Christie,
Isaac Hayes,
Kas Product,
Deepchord,
Delon & Dalcan,
Altered Images,
Symarip,
The Index,
Johnny Clarke,
The Mojo Men,
Index,
Mr. Review,
Warren Ellis,
Black Bananas,
Stereo Dub,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Monolake,
The Buckinghams,
Cybotron,
Davy DMX,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Trojans,
The Mighty Diamonds,
L. Decosne,
Barrington Levy,
Matthew Bourne,
Jacob Miller,
Terry Callier,
Kaleidoscope,
The Smoke,
The Toasters,
Delta 5,
Sex Pistols,
June Days,
Gang Starr,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jawbox,
Alton Ellis,
World's Most,
The Gories,
The J.B.'s,
China Crisis,
T. Rex,
The Real Kids,
Robert Wyatt,
The Music Machine,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.