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 Bahrain and from Seoul.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 guitar 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 Human League to the rock 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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Theoretical Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
The Vogues,
Alton Ellis,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
48th St. Collective,
Aswad,
Camouflage,
Skriet,
Unrelated Segments,
Pylon,
Roy Ayers,
Monks,
The Durutti Column,
This Heat,
Gang Green,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
June Days,
Judy Mowatt,
Bobby Womack,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Flash Fearless,
World's Most,
Negative Approach,
Kaleidoscope,
Harpers Bizarre,
Organ,
K-Klass,
Girls At Our Best!,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Blues Magoos,
Johnny Clarke,
Shoche,
The Skatalites,
The Grass Roots,
Parry Music,
MDC,
Jerry's Kids,
The Wake,
Q65,
Neil Young,
Underground Resistance,
Agitation Free,
Toni Rubio,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lou Christie,
Arcadia,
Essential Logic,
T. Rex,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cal Tjader,
Cecil Taylor,
Funkadelic,
Circle Jerks,
Letta Mbulu,
Dawn Penn,
The Moleskins,
X-102,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Beasts of Bourbon,
a-ha,
John Foxx,
L. Decosne,
Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters.
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.