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 Sierra Leone and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers Ubiquity tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
Matthew Bourne,
The Sonics,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Slick Rick,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Amon Düül II,
Sugar Minott,
Shoche,
Henry Cow,
Pagans,
Eric Copeland,
Banda Bassotti,
Joe Finger,
This Heat,
Glambeats Corp.,
John Holt,
Mark Hollis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scratch Acid,
Fela Kuti,
Main Source,
Michelle Simonal,
The Selecter,
Youth Brigade,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ornette Coleman,
Laurel Aitken,
Tim Buckley,
Parry Music,
Fatback Band,
Cymande,
Stereo Dub,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nils Olav,
Black Moon,
Kerri Chandler,
Black Flag,
Joey Negro,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ralphi Rosario,
Procol Harum,
Mandrill,
Steve Hackett,
The Leaves,
Trumans Water,
Bobby Womack,
Girls At Our Best!,
Minny Pops,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Modern Lovers,
Depeche Mode,
The Seeds,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Fania All-Stars,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Count Five,
Popol Vuh,
The Moleskins,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.