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 South Africa and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Motions,
The Birthday Party,
Radio Birdman,
Josef K,
Marmalade,
Trumans Water,
Matthew Bourne,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lightning Bolt,
Bang On A Can,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Grey Daturas,
EPMD,
Quando Quango,
Wasted Youth,
Youth Brigade,
Little Man,
The Move,
Soft Machine,
Rites of Spring,
The Raincoats,
Blossom Toes,
Mandrill,
The Dirtbombs,
The Dead C,
The Trojans,
FM Einheit,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pierre Henry,
Moss Icon,
Prince Buster,
Masters at Work,
The Monochrome Set,
Stiv Bators,
Panda Bear,
Matthew Halsall,
Lakeside,
Drive Like Jehu,
Camouflage,
Tropical Tobacco,
Buzzcocks,
Bauhaus,
The Black Dice,
Lower 48,
Agent Orange,
Black Sheep,
Fear,
Ultimate Spinach,
Laurel Aitken,
The Residents,
the Bar-Kays,
the Swans,
The Count Five,
Average White Band,
MDC,
cv313,
In Retrospect,
Loose Ends,
Metal Thangz,
The Happenings,
Bad Manners,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.