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 Bangladesh and from Manila.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the snare 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 The Fall to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mr. Review. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Golliwogs,
Banda Bassotti,
This Heat,
Arthur Verocai,
Hardrive,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
John Foxx,
Lyres,
Fluxion,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Misunderstood,
Soft Cell,
The Pretty Things,
The Tremeloes,
JFA,
The Five Americans,
Davy DMX,
Kas Product,
Basic Channel,
The Walker Brothers,
Easy Going,
Aural Exciters,
Mad Mike,
Derrick Morgan,
Amazonics,
The Mummies,
Letta Mbulu,
Bang On A Can,
New Order,
X-102,
Flash Fearless,
One Last Wish,
Scott Walker,
Simply Red,
Donald Byrd,
Todd Terry,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Birthday Party,
Panda Bear,
Excepter,
Altered Images,
Black Flag,
Jandek,
Kevin Saunderson,
Marmalade,
The Toasters,
Curtis Mayfield,
Magma,
The Mojo Men,
Dual Sessions,
John Holt,
Morten Harket,
Bauhaus,
Mars,
Pharoah Sanders,
Isaac Hayes,
Popol Vuh,
Lakeside,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.