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 Mexico and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 mellotron 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 One Last Wish to the crunk 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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Make Up,
Johnny Osbourne,
In Retrospect,
The Skatalites,
MDC,
Kas Product,
The Pretty Things,
the Bar-Kays,
KRS-One,
The Moleskins,
Danielle Patucci,
Desert Stars,
Zero Boys,
Patti Smith,
David McCallum,
Howard Jones,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Warren Ellis,
Flash Fearless,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Archie Shepp,
Marine Girls,
Drexciya,
Half Japanese,
Quadrant,
Gregory Isaacs,
One Last Wish,
David Axelrod,
Agent Orange,
Brothers Johnson,
Sexual Harrassment,
Intrusion,
Ten City,
The Gladiators,
The Monochrome Set,
Circle Jerks,
Das Ding,
The Standells,
Boredoms,
Youth Brigade,
Monks,
The Fall,
Inner City,
Parry Music,
UT,
Q and Not U,
Robert Hood,
Cameo,
Rufus Thomas,
Lucky Dragons,
Aswad,
Harpers Bizarre,
Echospace,
Radiopuhelimet,
DNA,
The Motions,
Gil Scott Heron,
Letta Mbulu,
The Vogues,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.