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 Slovakia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Michael McDonald 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 Bluetip to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fear,
Rekid,
L. Decosne,
The Seeds,
Aural Exciters,
Sight & Sound,
The Trojans,
Aloha Tigers,
DJ Sneak,
In Retrospect,
Kenny Larkin,
Albert Ayler,
Public Enemy,
Lindisfarne,
Wasted Youth,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Amon Düül II,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Moleskins,
The Sonics,
Laurel Aitken,
June of 44,
E-Dancer,
Big Daddy Kane,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Flamin' Groovies,
Duran Duran,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Grauzone,
Blake Baxter,
Masters at Work,
Barry Ungar,
Liliput,
John Cale,
Black Pus,
Mission of Burma,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Das Ding,
Man Eating Sloth,
Joey Negro,
Minutemen,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Grey Daturas,
Marshall Jefferson,
Chris Corsano,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kayak,
Main Source,
Roger Hodgson,
Neu!,
Tres Demented,
Traffic Nightmare,
Jeru the Damaja,
Davy DMX,
The New Christs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.