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 Estonia and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Peter & Gordon to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Associates. All the underground hits.
All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Wire,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Livin' Joy,
Prince Buster,
Slick Rick,
Television Personalities,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Loose Ends,
The Dead C,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Roy Ayers,
Harpers Bizarre,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Robert Wyatt,
Agitation Free,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Circle Jerks,
The Last Poets,
Stiv Bators,
Rosa Yemen,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scientists,
Stereo Dub,
Deakin,
Neil Young,
Spoonie Gee,
The United States of America,
Deepchord,
The Gun Club,
ABBA,
Unwound,
Dual Sessions,
The Young Rascals,
Todd Terry,
Brand Nubian,
Junior Murvin,
The Black Dice,
Andrew Hill,
Josef K,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
DJ Style,
Blake Baxter,
Al Stewart,
Graham Central Station,
Sun Ra,
Delta 5,
Soulsonic Force,
Pantytec,
Eli Mardock,
Soul II Soul,
Ituana,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Offenders,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Echospace,
Black Bananas,
The Velvet Underground,
Hasil Adkins,
Procol Harum,
F. McDonald,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.