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 Poland and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Philadelphia.
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 rhodes 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 OOIOO to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance 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 mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
This Heat,
Derrick Morgan,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mission of Burma,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Cramps,
Rosa Yemen,
Radio Birdman,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Y Pants,
The Blackbyrds,
Gerry Rafferty,
Grandmaster Flash,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Last Poets,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Isaac Hayes,
Panda Bear,
Nas,
Eric Dolphy,
Gang Starr,
Cecil Taylor,
Mo-Dettes,
The Knickerbockers,
The Buckinghams,
Susan Cadogan,
kango's stein massive,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Scott Walker,
Camouflage,
Popol Vuh,
the Association,
The Standells,
Minor Threat,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Wake,
Brand Nubian,
Minny Pops,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Minnie Riperton,
Sun City Girls,
The Doobie Brothers,
Avey Tare,
Neil Young,
Youth Brigade,
Todd Rundgren,
Aural Exciters,
Khruangbin,
the Sonics,
Altered Images,
Johnny Clarke,
Soft Cell,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Wally Richardson,
The Slackers,
Theoretical Girls,
Chris Corsano,
Rhythm & Sound,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
A Certain Ratio,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.