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 Montenegro and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Robert Palmer 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 The Red Krayola to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Walker Brothers 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
The Gories,
Deadbeat,
Gang Green,
Yusef Lateef,
Cecil Taylor,
The Pretty Things,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Neil Young,
Gil Scott Heron,
China Crisis,
Harpers Bizarre,
Desert Stars,
The Pop Group,
The Velvet Underground,
Cymande,
Cheater Slicks,
The Associates,
Q and Not U,
Delta 5,
June of 44,
The Move,
Zapp,
Erasure,
Saccharine Trust,
The Fire Engines,
Wolf Eyes,
Liliput,
Quadrant,
Wally Richardson,
Bauhaus,
Quando Quango,
Eric Dolphy,
MDC,
Country Joe & The Fish,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Mummies,
The Gladiators,
The Sound,
The Sonics,
June Days,
Oneida,
Ultimate Spinach,
Malaria!,
Sound Behaviour,
Neu!,
Eurythmics,
New Age Steppers,
Animal Collective,
The Modern Lovers,
Dawn Penn,
Archie Shepp,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
T. Rex,
Tom Boy,
Robert Görl,
The Five Americans,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
10cc,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.