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 Croatia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Prince Buster to the grime 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 The Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Names,
Ornette Coleman,
Ronan,
Monolake,
The Alarm Clocks,
Eden Ahbez,
Amazonics,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Yaz,
Organ,
Bluetip,
Isaac Hayes,
The Cramps,
Shoche,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Index,
Groovy Waters,
Althea and Donna,
The Victims,
U.S. Maple,
Roxette,
Kaleidoscope,
Ice-T,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dual Sessions,
Bill Near,
The Residents,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ituana,
Skarface,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Angels of Light,
Spoonie Gee,
Motorama,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rhythm & Sound,
Faraquet,
The Walker Brothers,
Popol Vuh,
Scrapy,
Lightning Bolt,
Lower 48,
Tubeway Army,
AZ,
Bauhaus,
Hashim,
Johnny Osbourne,
Connie Case,
Aswad,
cv313,
Bronski Beat,
Goldenarms,
Royal Trux,
James Chance & The Contortions,
T.S.O.L.,
Tomorrow,
Johnny Clarke,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.