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 Philippines 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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Inner City to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Music Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Organ,
Yaz,
Marc Almond,
Sonny Sharrock,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Minutemen,
Echospace,
Pylon,
Skaos,
Susan Cadogan,
Ken Boothe,
Agitation Free,
The Index,
Bill Near,
DJ Sneak,
Howard Jones,
Second Layer,
Aural Exciters,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Wally Richardson,
Connie Case,
Donny Hathaway,
Banda Bassotti,
Joensuu 1685,
Negative Approach,
Lightning Bolt,
The Seeds,
Royal Trux,
Letta Mbulu,
June Days,
Minnie Riperton,
June of 44,
Fluxion,
David Axelrod,
Mars,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
David McCallum,
Grauzone,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Fatback Band,
Soft Machine,
Junior Murvin,
Scrapy,
Nils Olav,
Marine Girls,
LL Cool J,
The Divine Comedy,
Slick Rick,
Gang of Four,
Tubeway Army,
Dawn Penn,
The Real Kids,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tears for Fears,
Black Flag,
Lakeside,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Tomorrow,
Masters at Work,
Delta 5,
Audionom,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.
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.