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 Djibouti and from Manila.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 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 Essential Logic to the disco 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 The Martian. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Blackbyrds,
The Toasters,
Marvin Gaye,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sound Behaviour,
LL Cool J,
Warren Ellis,
Bluetip,
Monks,
Johnny Clarke,
Mission of Burma,
The Misunderstood,
Darondo,
Tommy Roe,
Ludus,
Man Eating Sloth,
Drive Like Jehu,
Amazonics,
Grey Daturas,
Oblivians,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Section 25,
Flash Fearless,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Severed Heads,
Eden Ahbez,
Clear Light,
Second Layer,
The Fortunes,
Siglo XX,
Ken Boothe,
The Gap Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
B.T. Express,
Junior Murvin,
Suburban Knight,
Morten Harket,
Scott Walker,
Matthew Bourne,
Bobby Womack,
The Evens,
Tres Demented,
Eddi Front,
Roxette,
Alton Ellis,
Hoover,
Harmonia,
The Invisible,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Malaria!,
Talk Talk,
The Sonics,
Black Flag,
Todd Terry,
Popol Vuh,
Scratch Acid,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Yellowson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Newcleus,
Skriet,
Basic Channel,
Wire, Wire, Wire, Wire.
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.