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 Guyana and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
Rod Modell,
Brass Construction,
David Axelrod,
Black Pus,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Leaves,
Das Ding,
Mars,
Don Cherry,
Bill Wells,
Duran Duran,
DJ Style,
Davy DMX,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gregory Isaacs,
Swell Maps,
Gong,
The Fire Engines,
Neil Young,
Wolf Eyes,
Josef K,
The Trojans,
Crooked Eye,
Ornette Coleman,
EPMD,
Isaac Hayes,
The Techniques,
Matthew Halsall,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Darondo,
Roy Ayers,
The Moody Blues,
Sällskapet,
The Five Americans,
Sparks,
Matthew Bourne,
Deadbeat,
Boz Scaggs,
Sonic Youth,
Ken Boothe,
Grandmaster Flash,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jeff Lynne,
Skriet,
Unwound,
Fluxion,
LL Cool J,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sex Pistols,
Nirvana,
Roxette,
Electric Prunes,
Warren Ellis,
Robert Görl,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Byron Stingily,
Yusef Lateef,
Fatback Band,
Nick Fraelich,
Steve Hackett,
Fugazi,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.