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 Zimbabwe and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Aswad to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
New Order,
Inner City,
Janne Schatter,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Brothers Johnson,
a-ha,
Derrick Morgan,
Jesper Dahlback,
EPMD,
Schoolly D,
ABC,
Roy Ayers,
Brass Construction,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Gun Club,
World's Most,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Graham Central Station,
The Black Dice,
Magazine,
Spandau Ballet,
Moby Grape,
Khruangbin,
Slick Rick,
Wolf Eyes,
Goldenarms,
Procol Harum,
Bluetip,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Standells,
The Slits,
Basic Channel,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lakeside,
The Trojans,
Kerrie Biddell,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Flash Fearless,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lightning Bolt,
the Swans,
Reagan Youth,
UT,
Drive Like Jehu,
Chrome,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Zero Boys,
Deadbeat,
Bad Manners,
Tres Demented,
Pantytec,
Robert Hood,
The Beau Brummels,
Terrestrial Tones,
Siglo XX,
Alton Ellis,
Gregory Isaacs,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.