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 Singapore 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Marc Almond to the jazz 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
LL Cool J,
FM Einheit,
EPMD,
Bill Near,
Gichy Dan,
The Trojans,
La Düsseldorf,
Tubeway Army,
D'Angelo,
Toni Rubio,
U.S. Maple,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Country Teasers,
The Five Americans,
the Human League,
Big Daddy Kane,
Brass Construction,
Dennis Brown,
Joensuu 1685,
Altered Images,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Residents,
Fatback Band,
The J.B.'s,
Nils Olav,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Young Rascals,
Pussy Galore,
the Normal,
ABC,
The Modern Lovers,
Johnny Clarke,
Steve Hackett,
Lalo Schifrin,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Todd Rundgren,
Cymande,
Eve St. Jones,
Barbara Tucker,
Flash Fearless,
Motorama,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Delon & Dalcan,
Essential Logic,
Delta 5,
Crispy Ambulance,
Black Sheep,
Moebius,
Crime,
Kas Product,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ronnie Foster,
Infiniti,
Sonic Youth,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.