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 Egypt and from Stockholm.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Zapp to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Flock of Seagulls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Whodini,
kango's stein massive,
The Angels of Light,
Quantec,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Freddie Wadling,
Mandrill,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sixth Finger,
Robert Hood,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bronski Beat,
Nas,
The Index,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Negative Approach,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Howard Jones,
The Blackbyrds,
Model 500,
Deepchord,
Intrusion,
Wasted Youth,
Electric Prunes,
Peter and Kerry,
Fluxion,
Steve Hackett,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
LL Cool J,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rhythm & Sound,
Groovy Waters,
Yazoo,
Gichy Dan,
Babytalk,
Eric B and Rakim,
Archie Shepp,
Peter & Gordon,
Stockholm Monsters,
Liliput,
Black Sheep,
Pantytec,
Jeff Mills,
Suicide,
Reuben Wilson,
The Golliwogs,
Wings,
OOIOO,
Scott Walker,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Delta 5,
One Last Wish,
Surgeon,
Jesper Dahlback,
Maleditus Sound,
The Residents,
Lalo Schifrin,
Agitation Free,
Derrick May,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.