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 Swaziland and from Bologna.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Seoul.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Deepchord to the rock 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Juan Atkins,
DJ Style,
Minny Pops,
Camberwell Now,
Idris Muhammad,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Doors,
Audionom,
The Blues Magoos,
Cymande,
Lungfish,
Smog,
Symarip,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Delon & Dalcan,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Country Teasers,
Derrick May,
This Heat,
Grey Daturas,
Yusef Lateef,
Judy Mowatt,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Slits,
Das Ding,
Bauhaus,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kerri Chandler,
Sonny Sharrock,
Animal Collective,
The American Breed,
Nik Kershaw,
Cal Tjader,
The Names,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Delta 5,
Inner City,
Jimmy McGriff,
Anakelly,
The Invisible,
Bill Near,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kerrie Biddell,
Unwound,
Matthew Bourne,
Subhumans,
The Sonics,
E-Dancer,
ABBA,
The Walker Brothers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Con Funk Shun,
Fela Kuti,
Swans,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Barracudas,
The Busters,
Aural Exciters,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.