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 Antigua 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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Flipper to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every London Community Gospel Choir record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lindisfarne,
Aswad,
Alphaville,
New Order,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
CMW,
Soul Sonic Force,
Crooked Eye,
David Bowie,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Human League,
The Toasters,
The Pretty Things,
Sight & Sound,
The Buckinghams,
Deakin,
Soft Cell,
L. Decosne,
Skarface,
The Residents,
Gregory Isaacs,
The American Breed,
Agitation Free,
Television Personalities,
Whodini,
Eric Dolphy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Metal Thangz,
Althea and Donna,
The Cowsills,
Neu!,
Carl Craig,
Suburban Knight,
Sixth Finger,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Flipper,
Hardrive,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Raincoats,
Glenn Branca,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
MDC,
The New Christs,
Crispian St. Peters,
Pylon,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Wake,
Mr. Review,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Mojo Men,
Pierre Henry,
Graham Central Station,
Public Enemy,
The Slackers,
Model 500,
Skriet,
PIL,
The Blues Magoos,
Buzzcocks,
Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms.
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.