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 Belize and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Beau Brummels to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stockholm Monsters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Symarip,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Deadbeat,
Saccharine Trust,
Zero Boys,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Scan 7,
the Fania All-Stars,
Section 25,
The Fire Engines,
Black Flag,
Skaos,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Faraquet,
Sparks,
Arthur Verocai,
Mad Mike,
FM Einheit,
Reuben Wilson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Chris & Cosey,
The Standells,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kayak,
Mary Jane Girls,
E-Dancer,
Dawn Penn,
Accadde A,
Desert Stars,
Pierre Henry,
X-101,
the Human League,
Brothers Johnson,
Lyres,
Minnie Riperton,
Sarah Menescal,
Ornette Coleman,
Piero Umiliani,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Max Romeo,
Spoonie Gee,
D'Angelo,
Rakim,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
PIL,
Fugazi,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
cv313,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Half Japanese,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sex Pistols,
Albert Ayler,
Scratch Acid,
Boogie Down Productions,
This Heat,
Lalo Schifrin,
K-Klass,
The Techniques,
Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep.
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.