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 Uruguay and from Philadelphia.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Misunderstood to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Excepter,
The Knickerbockers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lalann,
Peter and Kerry,
Eden Ahbez,
Unrelated Segments,
Nils Olav,
The Move,
Alton Ellis,
The American Breed,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jeru the Damaja,
Half Japanese,
Wolf Eyes,
A Certain Ratio,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jeff Mills,
Camouflage,
Prince Buster,
Scan 7,
Gregory Isaacs,
JFA,
8 Eyed Spy,
Index,
Scott Walker,
The Remains,
Donny Hathaway,
KRS-One,
The Slackers,
Black Moon,
Fela Kuti,
The Happenings,
Maurizio,
The Leaves,
Sandy B,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Moebius,
Kurtis Blow,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fluxion,
Jeff Lynne,
Roxette,
The Associates,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ludus,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Main Source,
The Fortunes,
The Index,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Godley & Creme,
Blossom Toes,
Bob Dylan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
June of 44,
Soul Sonic Force,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.