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 Malaysia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Qualms to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Tropical Tobacco. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tropical Tobacco record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
a-ha,
The Last Poets,
Banda Bassotti,
F. McDonald,
DNA,
Y Pants,
Bad Manners,
Icehouse,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Black Sheep,
Pulsallama,
Delon & Dalcan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lalann,
The Smoke,
The Gories,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Siglo XX,
Ornette Coleman,
The Divine Comedy,
Buzzcocks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Easy Going,
Toni Rubio,
Aloha Tigers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
DJ Sneak,
The Cure,
Q and Not U,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Al Stewart,
Simply Red,
Radiohead,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Victims,
Public Image Ltd.,
Arcadia,
Dark Day,
Swans,
The Skatalites,
Desert Stars,
Yazoo,
Prince Buster,
Lucky Dragons,
Darondo,
Spandau Ballet,
Danielle Patucci,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Aural Exciters,
Byron Stingily,
Popol Vuh,
Chrome,
Junior Murvin,
Television,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Grass Roots,
Tim Buckley,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.