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 Togo and from Sao Paulo.
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 Winnipeg and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Shoche to the crunk 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 Oppenheimer Analysis. All the underground hits.
All Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective 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?
Toni Rubio,
Eddi Front,
The Black Dice,
The Smiths,
Technova,
The Dave Clark Five,
Swell Maps,
Bush Tetras,
This Heat,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barbara Tucker,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
John Cale,
The Doors,
Chris & Cosey,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Crash Course in Science,
Boz Scaggs,
Harmonia,
Fat Boys,
Marvin Gaye,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pagans,
Electric Prunes,
Stetsasonic,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gabor Szabo,
Nas,
kango's stein massive,
Ronnie Foster,
Anakelly,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Supertramp,
Leonard Cohen,
Sight & Sound,
Sun City Girls,
The Invisible,
Graham Central Station,
Saccharine Trust,
Arcadia,
the Soft Cell,
X-Ray Spex,
Chris Corsano,
Man Parrish,
Trumans Water,
Bobby Byrd,
Mission of Burma,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Faraquet,
R.M.O.,
Judy Mowatt,
Donald Byrd,
Rhythm & Sound,
Erasure,
Goldenarms,
Gang Starr,
John Holt,
Scott Walker,
Sugar Minott,
Bauhaus,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.