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 Australia and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 clarinet 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 Mo-Dettes to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Desert Stars. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Goldenarms,
Massinfluence,
Althea and Donna,
the Swans,
Barrington Levy,
Toni Rubio,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Delta 5,
Arab on Radar,
the Slits,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jandek,
Fad Gadget,
Audionom,
The Durutti Column,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rekid,
Ituana,
Alton Ellis,
Infiniti,
Wally Richardson,
The Tremeloes,
Steve Hackett,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Offenders,
DJ Style,
Agent Orange,
Ultra Naté,
Technova,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Velvet Underground,
The Real Kids,
Livin' Joy,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Prince Buster,
John Cale,
Ronnie Foster,
Theoretical Girls,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Black Dice,
Duran Duran,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ludus,
Black Pus,
Archie Shepp,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rakim,
Soft Machine,
Wolf Eyes,
Monolake,
Flamin' Groovies,
Scan 7,
Harry Pussy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Whodini,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.