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 Finland and from Accra.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Delon & Dalcan to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dave Gahan,
Shuggie Otis,
Buzzcocks,
Q65,
Essential Logic,
Motorama,
Mars,
Massinfluence,
Suburban Knight,
the Sonics,
Scan 7,
The Selecter,
Amon Düül II,
Arab on Radar,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Barclay James Harvest,
Organ,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Wolf Eyes,
The Residents,
the Fania All-Stars,
Supertramp,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Cymande,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Tommy Roe,
Black Sheep,
Letta Mbulu,
Urselle,
Absolute Body Control,
K-Klass,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Modern Lovers,
Ice-T,
Sonic Youth,
Angry Samoans,
Danielle Patucci,
Aloha Tigers,
The Smiths,
Public Image Ltd.,
Dead Boys,
Brothers Johnson,
Tres Demented,
Eric Copeland,
Goldenarms,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Colin Newman,
Zero Boys,
Sound Behaviour,
Sam Rivers,
Al Stewart,
Warsaw,
ABBA,
Reuben Wilson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Fire Engines,
Thompson Twins,
Boogie Down Productions,
Erasure,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.