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 Panama and from Portland.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 harpsichord 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 The Durutti Column to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Stereo Dub,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ohio Players,
The Blues Magoos,
Marc Almond,
The Gories,
Aswad,
Underground Resistance,
Ossler,
Agitation Free,
PIL,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lyres,
Yazoo,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sparks,
Spandau Ballet,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tres Demented,
Make Up,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Grey Daturas,
Vladislav Delay,
Basic Channel,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
EPMD,
The Count Five,
Swell Maps,
Kurtis Blow,
The Barracudas,
Negative Approach,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Boz Scaggs,
Gastr Del Sol,
Schoolly D,
Pussy Galore,
Chris Corsano,
The Pop Group,
The Evens,
Von Mondo,
Quantec,
Reuben Wilson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Easy Going,
Eli Mardock,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Brand Nubian,
The Cure,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Buckinghams,
Terry Callier,
The Gladiators,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Cluster,
Jeff Lynne,
Peter & Gordon,
JFA,
Eden Ahbez,
Brass Construction,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Offenders,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.