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 Brunei and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Cybotron to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
Johnny Osbourne,
Danielle Patucci,
Althea and Donna,
Henry Cow,
The Raincoats,
Chris Corsano,
Lower 48,
Mandrill,
Morten Harket,
Albert Ayler,
Icehouse,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Bar-Kays,
Kerrie Biddell,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sällskapet,
Joe Smooth,
Bizarre Inc.,
Scrapy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Magazine,
Stiv Bators,
James White and The Blacks,
Fatback Band,
Eve St. Jones,
Girls At Our Best!,
Piero Umiliani,
Erykah Badu,
The Black Dice,
Bill Near,
Tres Demented,
Rod Modell,
Thompson Twins,
Blancmange,
The Golliwogs,
Sandy B,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Stereo Dub,
Bill Wells,
The Martian,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Divine Comedy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Mars,
OOIOO,
FM Einheit,
Simply Red,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Cramps,
Pere Ubu,
L. Decosne,
Roxette,
Sexual Harrassment,
Clear Light,
Zero Boys,
Eden Ahbez,
Sun City Girls,
Ten City,
The Happenings,
The Moody Blues,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.