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 Niger and from Edmonton.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Glasgow.
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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Harmonia to the punk 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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
Barrington Levy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sam Rivers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kayak,
Cameo,
Country Teasers,
Robert Görl,
The Neon Judgement,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Oneida,
Pierre Henry,
Silicon Teens,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
JFA,
Moby Grape,
Lalann,
The Martian,
Scrapy,
Skriet,
E-Dancer,
Mark Hollis,
Animal Collective,
Derrick May,
The Monochrome Set,
The Vogues,
Davy DMX,
Brass Construction,
Make Up,
The Doobie Brothers,
Avey Tare,
Bobby Byrd,
Ten City,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Crime,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Franke,
Essential Logic,
Minny Pops,
The New Christs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bill Near,
Eli Mardock,
Clear Light,
Arab on Radar,
Spandau Ballet,
The Selecter,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fluxion,
Yusef Lateef,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gang Gang Dance,
Circle Jerks,
Curtis Mayfield,
Accadde A,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sun City Girls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.