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 Ethiopia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Isaac Hayes to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Livin' Joy,
Supertramp,
Roger Hodgson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cameo,
Quadrant,
Dorothy Ashby,
Al Stewart,
Buzzcocks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Drive Like Jehu,
Donny Hathaway,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Flipper,
Dual Sessions,
Skarface,
The Move,
China Crisis,
Los Fastidios,
Brand Nubian,
Black Flag,
Deepchord,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Busters,
Parry Music,
The Tremeloes,
In Retrospect,
Rosa Yemen,
Fat Boys,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lindisfarne,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Funky Four + One,
Rites of Spring,
The Walker Brothers,
The Zeros,
Sight & Sound,
Basic Channel,
U.S. Maple,
Pharoah Sanders,
the Swans,
Rod Modell,
Girls At Our Best!,
Vladislav Delay,
8 Eyed Spy,
Tom Boy,
Panda Bear,
Robert Görl,
The Pretty Things,
Blake Baxter,
a-ha,
Kurtis Blow,
Harry Pussy,
Avey Tare,
The Cramps,
Rufus Thomas,
T.S.O.L.,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.