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 Cameroon and from New York.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Traffic Nightmare to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mo-Dettes,
DNA,
Jeff Mills,
World's Most,
the Human League,
Nils Olav,
The Evens,
Procol Harum,
10cc,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Zeros,
Terry Callier,
Popol Vuh,
The Toasters,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Misunderstood,
MC5,
Monks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Dawn Penn,
Big Daddy Kane,
L. Decosne,
Essential Logic,
Bronski Beat,
Infiniti,
Shuggie Otis,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
X-Ray Spex,
Barclay James Harvest,
Cal Tjader,
Connie Case,
Bauhaus,
Blancmange,
The Associates,
Dorothy Ashby,
FM Einheit,
Icehouse,
David McCallum,
Livin' Joy,
The Gun Club,
Jacob Miller,
Alice Coltrane,
Juan Atkins,
CMW,
Model 500,
Accadde A,
Negative Approach,
Sparks,
the Slits,
These Immortal Souls,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
E-Dancer,
Tubeway Army,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Music Machine,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Fugs,
Roxy Music,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Grey Daturas,
Ultra Naté,
Wire, Wire, Wire, Wire.
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.