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 Qatar and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Massinfluence to the dance 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 The Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Sonic Youth,
The Slackers,
Aloha Tigers,
Urselle,
Donald Byrd,
Neu!,
The Gladiators,
Trumans Water,
The Gun Club,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cluster,
Jacques Brel,
Los Fastidios,
Stereo Dub,
Wings,
The Buckinghams,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lou Christie,
This Heat,
kango's stein massive,
Johnny Clarke,
The Birthday Party,
Boz Scaggs,
Eve St. Jones,
R.M.O.,
Excepter,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Surgeon,
Joyce Sims,
Gregory Isaacs,
Technova,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sex Pistols,
Metal Thangz,
Big Daddy Kane,
Roger Hodgson,
Alice Coltrane,
Robert Görl,
The Barracudas,
Davy DMX,
Piero Umiliani,
cv313,
Moebius,
the Association,
The Associates,
DNA,
Ultra Naté,
8 Eyed Spy,
Todd Rundgren,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Happenings,
Morten Harket,
Lou Reed,
The Toasters,
Nico,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pulsallama,
The Pop Group,
Lalo Schifrin,
Vladislav Delay,
Cybotron,
Eric Copeland,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.