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 Madrid.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Liliput to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Crooked Eye,
Talk Talk,
The Beau Brummels,
John Foxx,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jesper Dahlback,
Maleditus Sound,
The Five Americans,
Scion,
Barclay James Harvest,
Spoonie Gee,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Gap Band,
The Moleskins,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
H. Thieme,
Ronan,
Suburban Knight,
Bill Wells,
Godley & Creme,
OOIOO,
Easy Going,
La Düsseldorf,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Cure,
DJ Style,
MDC,
Rotary Connection,
Rosa Yemen,
Joe Smooth,
Alice Coltrane,
Television Personalities,
Hashim,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Vogues,
Shuggie Otis,
Marvin Gaye,
The Busters,
Junior Murvin,
Unwound,
Scientists,
Marmalade,
Ultimate Spinach,
Dave Gahan,
Con Funk Shun,
Stiv Bators,
Scan 7,
The Sonics,
Cameo,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Monks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Average White Band,
The Golliwogs,
Aloha Tigers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Mandrill,
Sonic Youth,
Dorothy Ashby,
Matthew Bourne,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.