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 Belarus and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 synthesizer 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 Wings to the disco 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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lightning Bolt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
A Certain Ratio,
Grey Daturas,
Public Image Ltd.,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Qualms,
Brothers Johnson,
Alison Limerick,
Bobby Womack,
Soft Machine,
The Offenders,
Television Personalities,
Von Mondo,
Cal Tjader,
Average White Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Chrome,
X-102,
B.T. Express,
Avey Tare,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Traffic Nightmare,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Country Teasers,
The Gories,
Althea and Donna,
Nico,
Jawbox,
L. Decosne,
Visage,
Negative Approach,
Cecil Taylor,
Nation of Ulysses,
Grandmaster Flash,
Reagan Youth,
Fatback Band,
Dual Sessions,
Dead Boys,
Bill Near,
Soul II Soul,
The Names,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Vogues,
Jeru the Damaja,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Groovy Waters,
Niagra,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ornette Coleman,
Spandau Ballet,
Flamin' Groovies,
ABBA,
The Saints,
The United States of America,
Deepchord,
Cybotron,
Lee Hazlewood,
Roy Ayers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.