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 Eritrea and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lagos.
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 snare 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 La Düsseldorf to the punk 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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Bootsy Collins,
Lalo Schifrin,
Supertramp,
Half Japanese,
Jeru the Damaja,
Harmonia,
Cymande,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lower 48,
Wire,
Joey Negro,
James White and The Blacks,
Pagans,
Desert Stars,
Soulsonic Force,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Crispian St. Peters,
Brick,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Depeche Mode,
Judy Mowatt,
Warren Ellis,
Jawbox,
H. Thieme,
B.T. Express,
Jeff Lynne,
Talk Talk,
Theoretical Girls,
EPMD,
Panda Bear,
Angry Samoans,
Ossler,
10cc,
David McCallum,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Avey Tare,
a-ha,
Moby Grape,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kas Product,
New Age Steppers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Flash Fearless,
Reagan Youth,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eric Copeland,
Lightning Bolt,
Lou Christie,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Fugs,
Isaac Hayes,
Make Up,
The Fall,
Big Daddy Kane,
Pulsallama,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.