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 Armenia 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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 In Retrospect to the jazz 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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Sheep,
Flash Fearless,
The Barracudas,
Magazine,
CMW,
the Slits,
Mark Hollis,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Model 500,
the Sonics,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Livin' Joy,
Mandrill,
Quando Quango,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Pop Group,
Reagan Youth,
Marcia Griffiths,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Robert Wyatt,
Ohio Players,
Susan Cadogan,
Supertramp,
Panda Bear,
Blancmange,
The Red Krayola,
Heaven 17,
Bill Near,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Monolake,
The Moody Blues,
Alphaville,
Lou Reed,
Agent Orange,
Tubeway Army,
Toni Rubio,
Interpol,
The Wake,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Amon Düül,
H. Thieme,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Camberwell Now,
Bad Manners,
The Offenders,
The Monks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Fuzztones,
The Selecter,
Blake Baxter,
The Fortunes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Durutti Column,
Bobby Byrd,
The Sonics,
Sun Ra,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.