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 El Salvador and from Paris.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Khruangbin to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
The Searchers,
Janne Schatter,
Nirvana,
Essential Logic,
The Blackbyrds,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Technova,
Rosa Yemen,
Max Romeo,
Boredoms,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Oblivians,
Sight & Sound,
Sugar Minott,
David Bowie,
Aaron Thompson,
Albert Ayler,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eden Ahbez,
The Monks,
FM Einheit,
Barry Ungar,
Talk Talk,
The Victims,
Barbara Tucker,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tres Demented,
Cybotron,
Deadbeat,
Glambeats Corp.,
Basic Channel,
The Kinks,
Franke,
Roxy Music,
Dark Day,
Make Up,
Grauzone,
T.S.O.L.,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Mojo Men,
The Vogues,
The Fall,
Lee Hazlewood,
Yaz,
Amazonics,
Juan Atkins,
The Misunderstood,
Barrington Levy,
Al Stewart,
the Sonics,
Scion,
Thompson Twins,
Sällskapet,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Monochrome Set,
The Birthday Party,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.