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 Saudi Arabia and from Mexico City.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Barclay James Harvest to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Move,
Grey Daturas,
Jeff Mills,
Moby Grape,
Yusef Lateef,
the Normal,
Brick,
Vladislav Delay,
The Black Dice,
AZ,
Sister Nancy,
Rod Modell,
UT,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Terry Callier,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lindisfarne,
Audionom,
Drexciya,
Pagans,
Das Ding,
Sixth Finger,
48th St. Collective,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Arab on Radar,
Index,
Isaac Hayes,
Delta 5,
Qualms,
Laurel Aitken,
Alice Coltrane,
New Order,
Scan 7,
Goldenarms,
The Five Americans,
Interpol,
Nas,
Boredoms,
Roger Hodgson,
Joe Finger,
Nico,
The Monochrome Set,
Lyres,
The Fall,
D'Angelo,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
FM Einheit,
Roxette,
U.S. Maple,
Little Man,
the Slits,
Ponytail,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tres Demented,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gabor Szabo,
A Flock of Seagulls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Q65,
The Saints,
New Age Steppers,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.