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 Pakistan and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Eric Dolphy to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Hasil Adkins. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Lalo Schifrin,
Minny Pops,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Zeros,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Procol Harum,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cymande,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Magazine,
The Misunderstood,
Joyce Sims,
Donald Byrd,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Barracudas,
Deepchord,
Archie Shepp,
Toni Rubio,
Skaos,
The Kinks,
Barry Ungar,
China Crisis,
Donny Hathaway,
Soft Machine,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Gladiators,
Jerry's Kids,
David Bowie,
Lower 48,
Terry Callier,
Yusef Lateef,
Eric Copeland,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Shadows of Knight,
Michelle Simonal,
Arab on Radar,
Jeff Mills,
Shuggie Otis,
ABC,
Susan Cadogan,
Surgeon,
Maleditus Sound,
Colin Newman,
The Smiths,
Make Up,
The Mojo Men,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fad Gadget,
EPMD,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The J.B.'s,
Roxette,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Godley & Creme,
Zapp,
Camouflage,
The Dead C,
Duran Duran,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald.
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.