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 Barbados and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 linndrum 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 Tommy Roe to the disco 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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Marc Almond,
The American Breed,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Godley & Creme,
Judy Mowatt,
Television Personalities,
T. Rex,
Surgeon,
AZ,
The Five Americans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Cameo,
Adolescents,
Dawn Penn,
The Move,
The Zeros,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
UT,
Big Daddy Kane,
Idris Muhammad,
PIL,
Max Romeo,
The Angels of Light,
Pere Ubu,
JFA,
Josef K,
Matthew Halsall,
John Cale,
Los Fastidios,
FM Einheit,
Warsaw,
Henry Cow,
Yusef Lateef,
Eden Ahbez,
The Evens,
The Music Machine,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Laurel Aitken,
Juan Atkins,
Aaron Thompson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jacob Miller,
Harmonia,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Absolute Body Control,
X-Ray Spex,
Eve St. Jones,
Don Cherry,
Depeche Mode,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tomorrow,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Soul II Soul,
The Mojo Men,
Minutemen,
Black Flag,
Zapp,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.