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 Philippines and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the organ 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 Scratch Acid to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Style,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camouflage,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Con Funk Shun,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sound Behaviour,
ABC,
Fela Kuti,
Gabor Szabo,
Pharoah Sanders,
Todd Terry,
Al Stewart,
Animal Collective,
Sister Nancy,
Nik Kershaw,
Intrusion,
Big Daddy Kane,
Zero Boys,
Maurizio,
KRS-One,
Toni Rubio,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Barry Ungar,
Icehouse,
Drexciya,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
8 Eyed Spy,
These Immortal Souls,
A Flock of Seagulls,
D'Angelo,
Echospace,
Cymande,
Gang Starr,
Mandrill,
Frankie Knuckles,
LL Cool J,
Rapeman,
Rites of Spring,
Lou Christie,
The Skatalites,
The Motions,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Henry Cow,
The Detroit Cobras,
Mark Hollis,
Byron Stingily,
Loose Ends,
The Golliwogs,
Rhythm & Sound,
Agent Orange,
Stockholm Monsters,
Aural Exciters,
Youth Brigade,
Japan,
Young Marble Giants,
The Human League,
The Pop Group,
Siglo XX,
Chris & Cosey,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.