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 Togo and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro 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 Faust to the punk 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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Letta Mbulu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
The Cure,
48th St. Collective,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Barbara Tucker,
Scott Walker,
The Vogues,
The Standells,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Arcadia,
Rosa Yemen,
Darondo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nik Kershaw,
Robert Görl,
Leonard Cohen,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Blancmange,
Sugar Minott,
Mantronix,
Zapp,
Robert Wyatt,
The Raincoats,
Scratch Acid,
One Last Wish,
Alphaville,
Kas Product,
Deadbeat,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Buckinghams,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Iggy Pop,
Heaven 17,
Moebius,
Smog,
Yusef Lateef,
Jandek,
Rufus Thomas,
Patti Smith,
Black Bananas,
Sparks,
Harmonia,
The Velvet Underground,
Y Pants,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Swans,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Star Department,
Soul Sonic Force,
Wally Richardson,
The United States of America,
Fatback Band,
Johnny Clarke,
The Misunderstood,
Malaria!,
JFA,
Freddie Wadling,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.