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 China and from Bologna.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Morten Harket to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Fat Boys. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-102 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
Audionom,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ludus,
Excepter,
The Selecter,
The Walker Brothers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Average White Band,
Theoretical Girls,
Maurizio,
The Moody Blues,
Lakeside,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ken Boothe,
Lyres,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Reuben Wilson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scientists,
Wolf Eyes,
La Düsseldorf,
Flipper,
The Knickerbockers,
Bill Near,
The Flesh Eaters,
Symarip,
Unrelated Segments,
Sight & Sound,
Yazoo,
Bauhaus,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Monochrome Set,
Blake Baxter,
Japan,
EPMD,
Procol Harum,
Stereo Dub,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Roy Ayers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Leaves,
The Last Poets,
Metal Thangz,
Neu!,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Minutemen,
Toni Rubio,
Sällskapet,
Nils Olav,
The Beau Brummels,
kango's stein massive,
Sandy B,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gang Starr,
Chris & Cosey,
The Sound,
Flash Fearless,
Josef K,
The Wake,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.