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 Fiji and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 MDC to the crunk 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Tom Boy,
Supertramp,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Searchers,
Anthony Braxton,
The Standells,
Jerry's Kids,
The Associates,
DNA,
Animal Collective,
Agitation Free,
Nation of Ulysses,
cv313,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Fuzztones,
Thee Headcoats,
Big Daddy Kane,
Average White Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Cameo,
Tim Buckley,
Eric Dolphy,
Traffic Nightmare,
London Community Gospel Choir,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Flipper,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nils Olav,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Delta 5,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Star Department,
Pantaleimon,
the Association,
The Buckinghams,
The Vogues,
Brand Nubian,
Roy Ayers,
Black Pus,
The Alarm Clocks,
Barrington Levy,
Reagan Youth,
Echospace,
The Dead C,
Darondo,
Hot Snakes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Bar-Kays,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Silicon Teens,
June Days,
Masters at Work,
Soul Sonic Force,
Simply Red,
Young Marble Giants,
Main Source,
Kurtis Blow,
Fat Boys,
Pere Ubu,
Kool Moe Dee,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.