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 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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Donny Hathaway to the grime 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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boredoms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Vainqueur,
Lightning Bolt,
Das Ding,
B.T. Express,
Cal Tjader,
Panda Bear,
Aural Exciters,
CMW,
kango's stein massive,
June of 44,
Glenn Branca,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tim Buckley,
John Lydon,
Pierre Henry,
the Slits,
Kerri Chandler,
Electric Prunes,
Warren Ellis,
Lower 48,
Section 25,
The Real Kids,
Japan,
The Walker Brothers,
Average White Band,
EPMD,
Mars,
Blancmange,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ornette Coleman,
The Motions,
The Move,
Henry Cow,
Bluetip,
Sun Ra,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Patti Smith,
The Happenings,
Mantronix,
Intrusion,
Scrapy,
Suburban Knight,
Ten City,
MC5,
The Moody Blues,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Agitation Free,
Depeche Mode,
Groovy Waters,
Oblivians,
Young Marble Giants,
Crime,
Brothers Johnson,
Roxy Music,
Iggy Pop,
Harmonia,
Surgeon,
The Techniques,
Johnny Osbourne,
New Age Steppers,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.