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 Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Fad Gadget to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Evens. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Fela Kuti,
Hashim,
Ronnie Foster,
Sandy B,
The Tremeloes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Magma,
The Fuzztones,
Lakeside,
Kas Product,
Moebius,
PIL,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Velvet Underground,
JFA,
DNA,
The Zeros,
The Count Five,
Zapp,
Arab on Radar,
Gang Gang Dance,
Junior Murvin,
Interpol,
Max Romeo,
Leonard Cohen,
Bill Wells,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Prince Buster,
Tubeway Army,
Letta Mbulu,
Neil Young,
ABC,
Eve St. Jones,
Chris & Cosey,
Pet Shop Boys,
Nirvana,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
T.S.O.L.,
Second Layer,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Crime,
Johnny Clarke,
David McCallum,
Tomorrow,
Gong,
Erykah Badu,
cv313,
Ultimate Spinach,
Robert Görl,
Nik Kershaw,
Moss Icon,
the Bar-Kays,
Bobby Byrd,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Al Stewart,
Iggy Pop,
Monolake,
Skriet,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Hot Snakes,
Scientists,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.