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 Argentina and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 808 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 Essential Logic to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
Eric Copeland,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sound Behaviour,
Nico,
Jimmy McGriff,
Altered Images,
Reuben Wilson,
Loose Ends,
Althea and Donna,
The Detroit Cobras,
Pharoah Sanders,
Parry Music,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sugar Minott,
Dennis Brown,
Black Flag,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sällskapet,
Lindisfarne,
The Seeds,
Camouflage,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Real Kids,
The Fugs,
Robert Hood,
Charles Mingus,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Moleskins,
Matthew Bourne,
Monks,
Soft Machine,
Organ,
UT,
Aural Exciters,
The Star Department,
The Offenders,
The Grass Roots,
Darondo,
Japan,
T. Rex,
Boz Scaggs,
X-102,
The Doobie Brothers,
Piero Umiliani,
The Neon Judgement,
Eddi Front,
David Axelrod,
Brothers Johnson,
Davy DMX,
Sarah Menescal,
The Gories,
The Golliwogs,
The Motions,
Fluxion,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Easy Going,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sight & Sound,
The Angels of Light,
Camberwell Now,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.