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 Mauritania and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Fire Engines to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Make Up,
Josef K,
Mantronix,
Dennis Brown,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bill Wells,
Minnie Riperton,
Grandmaster Flash,
David McCallum,
The American Breed,
Japan,
Bang On A Can,
Moebius,
John Cale,
Altered Images,
Audionom,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nik Kershaw,
Eric B and Rakim,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Black Bananas,
Anthony Braxton,
Spandau Ballet,
Yusef Lateef,
Zapp,
Fugazi,
Das Ding,
Boogie Down Productions,
Absolute Body Control,
Ituana,
James White and The Blacks,
The Standells,
Aloha Tigers,
Davy DMX,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Cramps,
Sam Rivers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Deepchord,
Slick Rick,
X-101,
Sound Behaviour,
Barry Ungar,
Angry Samoans,
Spoonie Gee,
Lungfish,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
ABC,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kerri Chandler,
Laurel Aitken,
Chrome,
Cluster,
Boredoms,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lightning Bolt,
David Bowie,
The Golliwogs,
Liliput,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.