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 Somalia and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Calgary.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba 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 8 Eyed Spy to the rap 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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Sonic Youth,
X-102,
Gastr Del Sol,
Niagra,
Godley & Creme,
Cymande,
Television Personalities,
Sugar Minott,
Q65,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jerry's Kids,
The Mojo Men,
Joe Finger,
Lindisfarne,
The Walker Brothers,
Isaac Hayes,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Dorothy Ashby,
Loose Ends,
Das Ding,
Stetsasonic,
DJ Style,
Second Layer,
Zapp,
Reuben Wilson,
Eden Ahbez,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Bar-Kays,
Bobby Byrd,
Alice Coltrane,
Arcadia,
Freddie Wadling,
X-101,
OOIOO,
Eurythmics,
Joey Negro,
Bobby Womack,
Zero Boys,
Duran Duran,
The Real Kids,
The Cure,
Soft Machine,
Youth Brigade,
Vainqueur,
Adolescents,
The Moody Blues,
Sonny Sharrock,
Robert Görl,
Pantytec,
Bush Tetras,
Infiniti,
The Count Five,
Bill Near,
Mission of Burma,
Davy DMX,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Donald Byrd,
Marine Girls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Buzzcocks,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.