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 Tunisia and from Copenhagen.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
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 Neu! to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Idris Muhammad 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 sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Parrish,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eden Ahbez,
Pylon,
Idris Muhammad,
The Smiths,
Silicon Teens,
The Toasters,
Saccharine Trust,
Bizarre Inc.,
Boogie Down Productions,
Yazoo,
Donny Hathaway,
Sällskapet,
Tom Boy,
The Trojans,
Aural Exciters,
Susan Cadogan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Donald Byrd,
Inner City,
Sun Ra,
Zero Boys,
Second Layer,
Unwound,
Agent Orange,
Maleditus Sound,
The Vogues,
Ralphi Rosario,
Grandmaster Flash,
K-Klass,
Slave,
The American Breed,
Roxette,
MDC,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Fortunes,
The Seeds,
The Gap Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mo-Dettes,
Tears for Fears,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
In Retrospect,
Bauhaus,
Marshall Jefferson,
Henry Cow,
The Stooges,
Monks,
The Associates,
the Swans,
Japan,
E-Dancer,
Anakelly,
Lyres,
Masters at Work,
Barbara Tucker,
Bush Tetras,
Lou Christie,
Scan 7,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Aswad,
Organ,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.