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 Turkey and from Beijing.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Jandek to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan 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 guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mad Mike record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Scrapy,
Blancmange,
The Neon Judgement,
Matthew Bourne,
Niagra,
The Sound,
Yellowson,
Groovy Waters,
Todd Rundgren,
Sound Behaviour,
The Wake,
Spandau Ballet,
Black Moon,
UT,
Eric Dolphy,
The Techniques,
Jerry's Kids,
Fatback Band,
Radio Birdman,
The Blackbyrds,
Bootsy Collins,
Barrington Levy,
John Lydon,
The Count Five,
The Black Dice,
Supertramp,
These Immortal Souls,
JFA,
Bobby Byrd,
The Martian,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Don Cherry,
The Associates,
The Cowsills,
June Days,
Dead Boys,
The Last Poets,
Deakin,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bobby Womack,
Nico,
Basic Channel,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Scientists,
Arthur Verocai,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Graham Central Station,
Cymande,
Fad Gadget,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Newcleus,
Alton Ellis,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
AZ,
The Moleskins,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rufus Thomas,
The Five Americans,
Make Up,
David Bowie,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.