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 Oman and from Taipei.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Au Pairs to the techno 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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers Ubiquity 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Section 25,
Wings,
Hashim,
New Age Steppers,
Gang Green,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Dirtbombs,
K-Klass,
Albert Ayler,
Rakim,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Vladislav Delay,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Brothers Johnson,
Janne Schatter,
Bill Wells,
The Buckinghams,
Black Moon,
Sugar Minott,
Dawn Penn,
AZ,
The Moleskins,
Ice-T,
The Real Kids,
Robert Hood,
8 Eyed Spy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Swans,
Tears for Fears,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sun City Girls,
Vainqueur,
Funky Four + One,
Gang of Four,
Kurtis Blow,
Skaos,
Outsiders,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Theoretical Girls,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bill Near,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dave Gahan,
The Gladiators,
DJ Style,
Ten City,
Sun Ra,
the Germs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mandrill,
T.S.O.L.,
Massinfluence,
Quantec,
Dark Day,
Electric Prunes,
Aaron Thompson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Smog,
Echospace,
The Martian,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.