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 Belarus and from Seoul.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Monochrome Set to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Kings Of Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agent Orange,
Bizarre Inc.,
Tubeway Army,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Subhumans,
Yusef Lateef,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Q65,
Kool Moe Dee,
Popol Vuh,
Joey Negro,
Wally Richardson,
Crash Course in Science,
Rakim,
Aaron Thompson,
Schoolly D,
Soft Machine,
Index,
Monks,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Misunderstood,
Wire,
The Music Machine,
Goldenarms,
Marcia Griffiths,
David Bowie,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Busters,
Pylon,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Five Americans,
Marmalade,
The Modern Lovers,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Smoke,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Japan,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Drexciya,
Delta 5,
Visage,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Yazoo,
The Count Five,
Dave Gahan,
Mars,
Hasil Adkins,
The Cure,
Sarah Menescal,
Monolake,
Ornette Coleman,
The Neon Judgement,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Alphaville,
Minor Threat,
Soul II Soul,
Scott Walker,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lungfish,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Symarip, Symarip, Symarip, Symarip.
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.