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 Bolivia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Grauzone 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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Tres Demented,
Scientists,
Traffic Nightmare,
Icehouse,
Bill Wells,
The Angels of Light,
Talk Talk,
Scan 7,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Cramps,
Monolake,
Dual Sessions,
Desert Stars,
Cybotron,
Marcia Griffiths,
Connie Case,
The Mojo Men,
Fela Kuti,
Harry Pussy,
Rufus Thomas,
Marine Girls,
Gastr Del Sol,
EPMD,
Pole,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pagans,
La Düsseldorf,
Mars,
Skriet,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Radiopuhelimet,
Smog,
Grauzone,
Eden Ahbez,
Roxy Music,
Gichy Dan,
Black Sheep,
Jandek,
Nick Fraelich,
Sam Rivers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
10cc,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
A Certain Ratio,
Unwound,
DJ Sneak,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Avey Tare,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kaleidoscope,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
T. Rex,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Franke,
Robert Wyatt,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.