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 Lesotho and from Sao Paulo.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Boz Scaggs to the disco 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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rapeman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Newcleus,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jawbox,
Mission of Burma,
Eddi Front,
Nas,
David McCallum,
Slave,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Vladislav Delay,
Kerri Chandler,
Yusef Lateef,
Dark Day,
Inner City,
Deadbeat,
Malaria!,
Gil Scott Heron,
Spandau Ballet,
Eric Dolphy,
Bobby Sherman,
The Barracudas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tears for Fears,
Nico,
Bobby Byrd,
Easy Going,
Skriet,
Barbara Tucker,
Blake Baxter,
Sound Behaviour,
Rakim,
Mars,
The Fugs,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Techniques,
The Cure,
Deepchord,
Brand Nubian,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Absolute Body Control,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Duran Duran,
Freddie Wadling,
Joy Division,
The Offenders,
Fad Gadget,
Subhumans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Electric Light Orchestra,
Matthew Halsall,
Icehouse,
Marc Almond,
Model 500,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.