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 Indonesia and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Kinks to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface 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 mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Scion,
Susan Cadogan,
the Germs,
B.T. Express,
Carl Craig,
Panda Bear,
Michelle Simonal,
David Bowie,
T.S.O.L.,
Zero Boys,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Hoover,
Bauhaus,
One Last Wish,
The Young Rascals,
Gichy Dan,
Derrick May,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Angels of Light,
Jacques Brel,
The Busters,
The Fugs,
Sexual Harrassment,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Flipper,
Mandrill,
The Moody Blues,
Spoonie Gee,
Depeche Mode,
Gang of Four,
Rapeman,
Camouflage,
The Fall,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Buckinghams,
Funkadelic,
The Wake,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Neon Judgement,
Marcia Griffiths,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scan 7,
Bootsy Collins,
Tubeway Army,
Babytalk,
The Kinks,
The Golliwogs,
K-Klass,
Harpers Bizarre,
Television,
Pet Shop Boys,
Steve Hackett,
Albert Ayler,
The Gap Band,
Agitation Free,
The Blackbyrds,
Infiniti,
Porter Ricks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Fad Gadget,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.