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 Jordan and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ 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 Flash Fearless to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sad Lovers and Giants. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Supertramp,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Searchers,
The Sonics,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Black Flag,
The Techniques,
Don Cherry,
Electric Prunes,
Robert Görl,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Roxy Music,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kerri Chandler,
Soft Cell,
Outsiders,
the Slits,
Livin' Joy,
Goldenarms,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scion,
Silicon Teens,
Desert Stars,
Oneida,
Mandrill,
Camouflage,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Shuggie Otis,
Symarip,
The Smoke,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ornette Coleman,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
JFA,
Scott Walker,
David Bowie,
Massinfluence,
The Divine Comedy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Michelle Simonal,
Juan Atkins,
Gil Scott Heron,
Chrome,
Dark Day,
Black Pus,
Spandau Ballet,
Surgeon,
Saccharine Trust,
Judy Mowatt,
the Fania All-Stars,
Mars,
Chris & Cosey,
Audionom,
Roger Hodgson,
Accadde A,
Slave,
T.S.O.L.,
Subhumans,
Cameo,
Pussy Galore,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.