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 Turkey and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Spokane.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Moody Blues to the rock 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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
The Invisible,
Rakim,
Crispy Ambulance,
the Association,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Todd Terry,
Pylon,
Panda Bear,
Stockholm Monsters,
Boz Scaggs,
Cheater Slicks,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lou Reed,
Soulsonic Force,
The Offenders,
Aaron Thompson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fluxion,
Altered Images,
Siglo XX,
Henry Cow,
The Pretty Things,
Amon Düül II,
Second Layer,
Black Pus,
Andrew Hill,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Wake,
Audionom,
Sandy B,
The Monochrome Set,
Sex Pistols,
The Blackbyrds,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Maleditus Sound,
Scan 7,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Deakin,
David Bowie,
Moss Icon,
Khruangbin,
Monks,
Scratch Acid,
Glambeats Corp.,
Popol Vuh,
The Move,
Ronnie Foster,
Bang On A Can,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ken Boothe,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gabor Szabo,
Dave Gahan,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.