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 Mexico and from Houston.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Mummies to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb 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 spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
Scan 7,
UT,
Gil Scott Heron,
Talk Talk,
Porter Ricks,
Scratch Acid,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Joyce Sims,
Tres Demented,
Arcadia,
Zero Boys,
E-Dancer,
Intrusion,
Fela Kuti,
Oneida,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pulsallama,
Harpers Bizarre,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Vainqueur,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rekid,
Banda Bassotti,
Jeff Lynne,
Dawn Penn,
Bobby Womack,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rakim,
The Count Five,
Negative Approach,
Brand Nubian,
Skriet,
Sandy B,
The Slackers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kas Product,
Tim Buckley,
Massinfluence,
The Buckinghams,
Johnny Clarke,
Marine Girls,
Godley & Creme,
Easy Going,
Bluetip,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Max Romeo,
The Doors,
Tomorrow,
Jacques Brel,
Blossom Toes,
Dorothy Ashby,
Soul II Soul,
Loose Ends,
Jeff Mills,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Erasure,
the Swans,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.