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 Eritrea and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 CBGB's.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Wally Richardson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
Q and Not U,
Letta Mbulu,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rotary Connection,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Loose Ends,
LL Cool J,
The Neon Judgement,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Wire,
The Angels of Light,
Donald Byrd,
Sarah Menescal,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Erasure,
Eden Ahbez,
ABBA,
Index,
Camberwell Now,
Visage,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Q65,
Can,
Masters at Work,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Dave Clark Five,
Zapp,
Second Layer,
Boredoms,
Main Source,
The Residents,
The Cowsills,
Shuggie Otis,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Archie Shepp,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sam Rivers,
Black Moon,
Pharoah Sanders,
Quadrant,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Camouflage,
Bootsy Collins,
John Holt,
Henry Cow,
Michelle Simonal,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Crime,
Avey Tare,
Deadbeat,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
John Cale,
The Trojans,
Tres Demented,
The Young Rascals,
Funkadelic,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bobby Sherman,
Dark Day,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.