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 Dominica and from Milan.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe 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 Crime to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
Moebius,
Urselle,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Isaac Hayes,
Rotary Connection,
Porter Ricks,
Theoretical Girls,
Echospace,
Basic Channel,
Fad Gadget,
Fat Boys,
Lou Reed,
Infiniti,
Wings,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ornette Coleman,
The Red Krayola,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mantronix,
Hashim,
Easy Going,
Deakin,
The Selecter,
The Skatalites,
FM Einheit,
Connie Case,
X-102,
John Holt,
Soft Machine,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tears for Fears,
Inner City,
Schoolly D,
The Tremeloes,
Terry Callier,
In Retrospect,
Josef K,
The Motions,
Joey Negro,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Barry Ungar,
Cheater Slicks,
Nick Fraelich,
DJ Style,
Cybotron,
Trumans Water,
Barclay James Harvest,
Alphaville,
The Kinks,
Crispian St. Peters,
Todd Rundgren,
Lower 48,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Black Moon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Glenn Branca,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Electric Prunes,
Soulsonic Force,
Sun City Girls,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.