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 Malta and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Stockholm.
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 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 Flash Fearless to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Hot Snakes,
Rotary Connection,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
K-Klass,
Faraquet,
ABBA,
the Normal,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Trojans,
Gastr Del Sol,
AZ,
Ornette Coleman,
Eden Ahbez,
Eddi Front,
Saccharine Trust,
Quadrant,
Warren Ellis,
Eli Mardock,
Darondo,
Rapeman,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Clear Light,
Adolescents,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Misunderstood,
FM Einheit,
Minutemen,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Schoolly D,
Stetsasonic,
Suicide,
Moss Icon,
Black Bananas,
Groovy Waters,
Franke,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Fortunes,
The Moleskins,
EPMD,
The Litter,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rufus Thomas,
Con Funk Shun,
Jacob Miller,
Japan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Slits,
Crash Course in Science,
Stereo Dub,
X-101,
Little Man,
Arcadia,
The Happenings,
The Sound,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Stooges,
Monks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Wings,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.