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 Chad and from Columbus.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Slackers. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
The Last Poets,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Supertramp,
Babytalk,
Organ,
Audionom,
Maleditus Sound,
Flamin' Groovies,
Electric Prunes,
Todd Rundgren,
Wire,
Soft Machine,
The Motions,
T.S.O.L.,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kas Product,
Dead Boys,
Prince Buster,
LL Cool J,
Skriet,
Jesper Dahlback,
Dual Sessions,
8 Eyed Spy,
Whodini,
Metal Thangz,
Sight & Sound,
Panda Bear,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Happenings,
Eyeless In Gaza,
DJ Style,
Monks,
Half Japanese,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Robert Wyatt,
New Order,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Leaves,
Avey Tare,
Young Marble Giants,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eden Ahbez,
Swell Maps,
The Cramps,
L. Decosne,
Outsiders,
Archie Shepp,
The Move,
Siglo XX,
K-Klass,
The Dirtbombs,
Procol Harum,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Aswad,
The Trojans,
Interpol,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Hasil Adkins,
Deakin,
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.