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 Solomon Islands and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare 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 China Crisis to the dance 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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
La Düsseldorf,
Bootsy Collins,
Banda Bassotti,
The Red Krayola,
The Human League,
ABC,
Soul II Soul,
Eric Dolphy,
The Music Machine,
Eden Ahbez,
The Cure,
Lakeside,
John Cale,
Hashim,
Pierre Henry,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Young Rascals,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Byron Stingily,
The Count Five,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Dave Clark Five,
Reuben Wilson,
Warsaw,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joe Finger,
Intrusion,
Bauhaus,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kenny Larkin,
Franke,
Susan Cadogan,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bush Tetras,
Hasil Adkins,
Procol Harum,
Bobby Sherman,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Das Ding,
Malaria!,
Bill Near,
Sugar Minott,
Al Stewart,
The Saints,
David Bowie,
Groovy Waters,
The United States of America,
10cc,
Royal Trux,
Alison Limerick,
Buzzcocks,
Todd Terry,
Brand Nubian,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Gladiators,
Jesper Dahlback,
Wasted Youth,
The Stooges,
Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians.
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.