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 Greece and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Mo-Dettes to the grime 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 The Cure. All the underground hits.
All Ralphi Rosario tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 clarinet and an oboe 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 oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deadbeat,
Nas,
Hashim,
Bobby Byrd,
Clear Light,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pole,
Patti Smith,
Leonard Cohen,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Crash Course in Science,
Rekid,
Q65,
Dual Sessions,
Ultravox,
MDC,
Metal Thangz,
Slick Rick,
The Saints,
Rosa Yemen,
Duran Duran,
Siglo XX,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Slits,
Radiohead,
The Velvet Underground,
Tres Demented,
Crispy Ambulance,
Black Sheep,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
F. McDonald,
Skarface,
Ten City,
Stockholm Monsters,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Curtis Mayfield,
Crime,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Absolute Body Control,
Boogie Down Productions,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Aswad,
The Knickerbockers,
Sällskapet,
Don Cherry,
World's Most,
Lower 48,
Darondo,
Jacob Miller,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
LL Cool J,
A Certain Ratio,
Soft Cell,
Kas Product,
Cal Tjader,
Joensuu 1685,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bob Dylan,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Big Daddy Kane,
Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca.
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.