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 Germany and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Cairo.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Dorothy Ashby to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Mighty Diamonds. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Inner City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Divine Comedy,
Matthew Halsall,
MC5,
Sixth Finger,
Quadrant,
Sam Rivers,
Terry Callier,
Barbara Tucker,
Yusef Lateef,
Crooked Eye,
Brass Construction,
Moebius,
Ohio Players,
Andrew Hill,
Ronan,
Television,
D'Angelo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Slits,
Whodini,
Brothers Johnson,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Quantec,
Wire,
Rotary Connection,
Swell Maps,
Deakin,
Roxy Music,
Siglo XX,
Pagans,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Von Mondo,
Duran Duran,
FM Einheit,
Bootsy Collins,
L. Decosne,
Parry Music,
Barrington Levy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Stereo Dub,
The Kinks,
Drexciya,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Wake,
Slick Rick,
John Coltrane,
Mo-Dettes,
Ronnie Foster,
Funkadelic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Spoonie Gee,
Stockholm Monsters,
Derrick May,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Black Pus,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Fortunes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.