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 Congo 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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Pop Group to the electroclash 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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Spandau Ballet,
Basic Channel,
The Zeros,
Shoche,
ABC,
Los Fastidios,
The Doors,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Pretty Things,
Al Stewart,
Isaac Hayes,
Deepchord,
the Swans,
Colin Newman,
Brand Nubian,
Carl Craig,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Andrew Hill,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Television Personalities,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Clear Light,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rotary Connection,
The Residents,
a-ha,
Flipper,
Interpol,
Lakeside,
Soft Machine,
DJ Style,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Peter and Kerry,
Barry Ungar,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Litter,
Skarface,
Aaron Thompson,
Minny Pops,
Negative Approach,
The Slackers,
Popol Vuh,
The Beau Brummels,
Television,
Grey Daturas,
Stiv Bators,
The Dirtbombs,
Lou Reed,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
AZ,
Pylon,
Niagra,
The Black Dice,
Q and Not U,
Panda Bear,
Nick Fraelich,
10cc,
the Association,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bobby Byrd,
Slick Rick,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.