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 Dominica and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 mellotron 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 David Axelrod 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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Agitation Free,
The Slackers,
Pagans,
Lou Christie,
Aloha Tigers,
The Walker Brothers,
Sonic Youth,
Rakim,
Man Parrish,
Drexciya,
Lakeside,
Sugar Minott,
Procol Harum,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Stereo Dub,
The Gap Band,
The Motions,
Eli Mardock,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Zeros,
Jacques Brel,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Minny Pops,
the Human League,
Joyce Sims,
Bush Tetras,
B.T. Express,
The Black Dice,
Fugazi,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Todd Terry,
Mars,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ash Ra Tempel,
DJ Sneak,
Basic Channel,
Mandrill,
Camouflage,
Section 25,
Lou Reed,
the Fania All-Stars,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Reagan Youth,
Ultravox,
Echospace,
Terry Callier,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Young Rascals,
The Smiths,
Nik Kershaw,
The Busters,
Barclay James Harvest,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Electric Prunes,
Funkadelic,
Jacob Miller,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.