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 Chad and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 Shanghai and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 808 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 Sällskapet to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
JFA,
Ludus,
The Smiths,
KRS-One,
Dawn Penn,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gabor Szabo,
Girls At Our Best!,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Con Funk Shun,
Moss Icon,
Country Teasers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Excepter,
The Last Poets,
the Germs,
Camouflage,
Kenny Larkin,
Vladislav Delay,
Accadde A,
Underground Resistance,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ash Ra Tempel,
8 Eyed Spy,
Funky Four + One,
Fatback Band,
Cybotron,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kaleidoscope,
Pulsallama,
Make Up,
Wolf Eyes,
D'Angelo,
Amon Düül,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
DJ Sneak,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tears for Fears,
Rosa Yemen,
China Crisis,
Siglo XX,
Max Romeo,
Kurtis Blow,
Urselle,
Massinfluence,
The Zeros,
Buzzcocks,
Boredoms,
Section 25,
Mandrill,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Steve Hackett,
The Cure,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Residents,
Mission of Burma,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ken Boothe,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.