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 Benin and from Delhi.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Altered Images to the jazz 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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin 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 synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bobby Byrd,
Moss Icon,
Arcadia,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Nik Kershaw,
DNA,
Agitation Free,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Minor Threat,
Tom Boy,
Ultravox,
A Certain Ratio,
Todd Terry,
Slick Rick,
Archie Shepp,
Tres Demented,
Peter & Gordon,
kango's stein massive,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
DJ Sneak,
Lakeside,
The Gun Club,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Aswad,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scratch Acid,
Crime,
Anthony Braxton,
Vladislav Delay,
Mandrill,
The Searchers,
Deepchord,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Schoolly D,
The Dead C,
The Stooges,
Khruangbin,
Dead Boys,
Barry Ungar,
Toni Rubio,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sound Behaviour,
Erykah Badu,
This Heat,
Circle Jerks,
Babytalk,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
June of 44,
Boogie Down Productions,
MC5,
Scrapy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cymande,
Mark Hollis,
The Associates,
Tim Buckley,
Outsiders,
X-101,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.