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 Malaysia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Toronto.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 June Days 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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang of Four record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
Maurizio,
The Beau Brummels,
Von Mondo,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gichy Dan,
Lou Reed,
Jacob Miller,
Arcadia,
Donald Byrd,
a-ha,
Talk Talk,
Babytalk,
DJ Sneak,
Mo-Dettes,
Susan Cadogan,
Dark Day,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Das Ding,
David Bowie,
Loose Ends,
Rosa Yemen,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jesper Dahlback,
Eric Dolphy,
Dave Gahan,
The Seeds,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Minutemen,
The Divine Comedy,
Toni Rubio,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
June of 44,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Searchers,
Intrusion,
Arthur Verocai,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
OOIOO,
Donny Hathaway,
Funky Four + One,
Quantec,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Black Dice,
Eurythmics,
The Gap Band,
Interpol,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Busters,
Scott Walker,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Flipper,
Half Japanese,
Sugar Minott,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.