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 Moldova and from Accra.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bremen.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 Crash Course in Science to the rock 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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Stereo Dub,
Idris Muhammad,
Maleditus Sound,
The Skatalites,
Clear Light,
Al Stewart,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bobby Sherman,
Grandmaster Flash,
Swans,
Connie Case,
Pierre Henry,
FM Einheit,
Severed Heads,
Monks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Tomorrow,
The Wake,
New Age Steppers,
Q and Not U,
Interpol,
Livin' Joy,
Slave,
Rotary Connection,
Radiohead,
Avey Tare,
Peter & Gordon,
Iggy Pop,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Cramps,
Dawn Penn,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Associates,
Hashim,
Bob Dylan,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Max Romeo,
The Shadows of Knight,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Red Krayola,
The Saints,
K-Klass,
Section 25,
Gabor Szabo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
ABC,
The United States of America,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Birthday Party,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
June Days,
Bobby Womack,
Morten Harket,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rhythm & Sound,
Barbara Tucker,
The Electric Prunes,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.