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 Zimbabwe and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Aswad to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donald Byrd,
Al Stewart,
Funkadelic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Faraquet,
The Real Kids,
Rites of Spring,
Yusef Lateef,
The Dave Clark Five,
Jacques Brel,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Clear Light,
Harry Pussy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Normal,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Altered Images,
Alison Limerick,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rekid,
Robert Görl,
Smog,
Neu!,
Loose Ends,
Masters at Work,
The Techniques,
Bush Tetras,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gong,
Boredoms,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sixth Finger,
Alton Ellis,
The Gories,
The Evens,
Bill Near,
Soul Sonic Force,
Banda Bassotti,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
D'Angelo,
The Victims,
Moebius,
Buzzcocks,
Fela Kuti,
Cal Tjader,
Delta 5,
Brand Nubian,
Supertramp,
Aswad,
Maleditus Sound,
Jeff Mills,
The Durutti Column,
The Moody Blues,
Crime,
Procol Harum,
Dead Boys,
L. Decosne,
Frankie Knuckles,
Severed Heads,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.