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 Libya and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Human League to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Khruangbin,
The American Breed,
Goldenarms,
Cameo,
Fear,
Stiv Bators,
Tears for Fears,
The Music Machine,
Scrapy,
Aaron Thompson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kurtis Blow,
Au Pairs,
Ken Boothe,
Audionom,
Lucky Dragons,
Chris Corsano,
Magma,
Todd Rundgren,
Malaria!,
X-Ray Spex,
Smog,
Young Marble Giants,
LL Cool J,
John Coltrane,
The J.B.'s,
The Skatalites,
Curtis Mayfield,
Roxette,
Hardrive,
Cabaret Voltaire,
June Days,
New York Dolls,
Donny Hathaway,
T.S.O.L.,
This Heat,
Little Man,
The Modern Lovers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
JFA,
Lakeside,
Jandek,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Talk Talk,
The Slits,
Swell Maps,
Saccharine Trust,
Gerry Rafferty,
Roxy Music,
Ituana,
Sonic Youth,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Visage,
Peter and Kerry,
Excepter,
Cecil Taylor,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Kinks,
Niagra,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.