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 Taiwan and from Salvador.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Shanghai.
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 oboe 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 Saccharine Trust to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
The Evens,
Isaac Hayes,
Depeche Mode,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Vladislav Delay,
Wire,
Alphaville,
Ken Boothe,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ituana,
Section 25,
Simply Red,
Groovy Waters,
Zapp,
Public Enemy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Porter Ricks,
Inner City,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The United States of America,
Sound Behaviour,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Todd Terry,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Marmalade,
Absolute Body Control,
Maleditus Sound,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Magazine,
Radiohead,
Rosa Yemen,
the Swans,
Rufus Thomas,
the Association,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
ABC,
John Coltrane,
Pulsallama,
Tim Buckley,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Zeros,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
In Retrospect,
Aswad,
The Dave Clark Five,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Arthur Verocai,
Jacques Brel,
Sandy B,
Barry Ungar,
Soul Sonic Force,
Black Sheep,
The Techniques,
The Saints,
The Doors,
The Tremeloes,
Hardrive,
Roger Hodgson,
Jerry's Kids,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.