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 Lithuania and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Jesper Dahlback to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Hoover,
Kevin Saunderson,
Surgeon,
Siglo XX,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
One Last Wish,
The J.B.'s,
Leonard Cohen,
Quantec,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lucky Dragons,
Trumans Water,
Pantaleimon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Slits,
Letta Mbulu,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lee Hazlewood,
Franke,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ultimate Spinach,
Alice Coltrane,
Ken Boothe,
Bob Dylan,
Royal Trux,
Circle Jerks,
Young Marble Giants,
Swell Maps,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Toasters,
Yaz,
Second Layer,
Marine Girls,
New Order,
Au Pairs,
PIL,
Rod Modell,
Hasil Adkins,
Amon Düül II,
The Doobie Brothers,
John Lydon,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Banda Bassotti,
Ossler,
Livin' Joy,
LL Cool J,
OOIOO,
Nico,
Guru Guru,
Oneida,
Faraquet,
Archie Shepp,
Neil Young,
The Skatalites,
Brick,
The Five Americans,
Hardrive,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pylon,
Essential Logic,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.