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 Angola and from Sao Paulo.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 organ 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 The Detroit Cobras to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The New Christs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Surgeon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Fall,
Lower 48,
Cymande,
The Searchers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Laurel Aitken,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Tears for Fears,
June Days,
The Monochrome Set,
The Index,
Charles Mingus,
Minutemen,
Kaleidoscope,
Camberwell Now,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Junior Murvin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Basic Channel,
Zero Boys,
T. Rex,
Slick Rick,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Electric Prunes,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sparks,
Sun City Girls,
Deepchord,
Fat Boys,
Theoretical Girls,
Massinfluence,
a-ha,
Index,
The American Breed,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
DJ Style,
Minnie Riperton,
The Beau Brummels,
Nico,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Cowsills,
The Gap Band,
Ornette Coleman,
Tubeway Army,
Gang of Four,
Prince Buster,
David Axelrod,
The Evens,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jandek,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Delta 5,
Jeff Mills,
MDC,
The Fugs,
Lou Reed,
Robert Hood,
Grauzone,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.