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 Uruguay and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 chamberlin 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the crunk 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 Kings Of Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Panda Bear,
The Remains,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Slick Rick,
K-Klass,
48th St. Collective,
Royal Trux,
Loose Ends,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kas Product,
Eurythmics,
Harpers Bizarre,
David McCallum,
Toni Rubio,
Skaos,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sight & Sound,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lakeside,
Girls At Our Best!,
Black Moon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Dirtbombs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Fluxion,
Archie Shepp,
Jacob Miller,
Metal Thangz,
The Five Americans,
Bad Manners,
Dennis Brown,
OOIOO,
Pylon,
Bootsy Collins,
Silicon Teens,
Mr. Review,
Cybotron,
AZ,
Stetsasonic,
Yusef Lateef,
Radio Birdman,
Parry Music,
Curtis Mayfield,
Amon Düül,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Funky Four + One,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bluetip,
Desert Stars,
Rakim,
The Gun Club,
Ludus,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Brick,
Arcadia,
The Mojo Men,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Amon Düül II,
Thee Headcoats,
Matthew Halsall,
Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec.
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.