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 United States and from Edmonton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manchester.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Dawn Penn to the rock 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 Echo & the Bunnymen. All the underground hits.
All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Porter Ricks,
Pantytec,
Make Up,
Royal Trux,
Darondo,
The Blues Magoos,
The Moody Blues,
Arab on Radar,
Toni Rubio,
Erykah Badu,
Average White Band,
Soul II Soul,
Joe Finger,
The New Christs,
Yaz,
New Order,
Anakelly,
Dawn Penn,
The Standells,
Mr. Review,
Quadrant,
Black Moon,
Technova,
Niagra,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lee Hazlewood,
Amon Düül II,
Tears for Fears,
Gang Gang Dance,
Absolute Body Control,
The Skatalites,
A Certain Ratio,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eric Copeland,
Sandy B,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
KRS-One,
Vladislav Delay,
Dorothy Ashby,
Eric Dolphy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Soulsonic Force,
Robert Wyatt,
The Grass Roots,
Bluetip,
Barclay James Harvest,
Freddie Wadling,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
OOIOO,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dennis Brown,
Fluxion,
Curtis Mayfield,
This Heat,
Morten Harket,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dual Sessions,
Icehouse,
Mandrill,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.