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 Ghana and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Max Romeo to the rock 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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba 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 oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Khruangbin,
Pagans,
Brass Construction,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Radio Birdman,
The Pop Group,
Soft Machine,
Fugazi,
cv313,
Malaria!,
Das Ding,
Goldenarms,
Anakelly,
The Red Krayola,
Sällskapet,
Infiniti,
Boz Scaggs,
This Heat,
David McCallum,
The Skatalites,
Ten City,
Gregory Isaacs,
Flash Fearless,
Maurizio,
Bad Manners,
Sexual Harrassment,
Eric B and Rakim,
Cabaret Voltaire,
L. Decosne,
David Bowie,
Idris Muhammad,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Section 25,
Aswad,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Stooges,
Barbara Tucker,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
JFA,
Toni Rubio,
Hasil Adkins,
Bluetip,
Stereo Dub,
Lucky Dragons,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Move,
The Dave Clark Five,
A Certain Ratio,
John Foxx,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Deepchord,
Pharoah Sanders,
the Association,
Subhumans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Oneida,
Suburban Knight,
Quando Quango,
Archie Shepp,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.