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 Spain and from Seoul.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Unrelated Segments to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Agent Orange. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eve St. Jones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Outsiders,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gregory Isaacs,
Magazine,
Boogie Down Productions,
Inner City,
Yusef Lateef,
Aswad,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pantytec,
The Modern Lovers,
Pantaleimon,
Jacob Miller,
Radio Birdman,
The Techniques,
Aaron Thompson,
Joe Finger,
Negative Approach,
The Gap Band,
Wire,
The Smoke,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rhythm & Sound,
Wasted Youth,
Technova,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Deadbeat,
Mission of Burma,
Yazoo,
Spandau Ballet,
Todd Terry,
Howard Jones,
Sound Behaviour,
CMW,
Soulsonic Force,
The Moody Blues,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Moby Grape,
Lalo Schifrin,
Josef K,
The Wake,
Barry Ungar,
These Immortal Souls,
Mark Hollis,
Moebius,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Whodini,
Royal Trux,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eli Mardock,
Tropical Tobacco,
Danielle Patucci,
Joey Negro,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.