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 Ecuador and from London.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Techniques to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hoover,
Eurythmics,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Fluxion,
Brand Nubian,
Black Sheep,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Siglo XX,
Warsaw,
Joe Smooth,
Easy Going,
Chris Corsano,
The Dead C,
Iggy Pop,
The Velvet Underground,
Funkadelic,
Index,
Altered Images,
Pantytec,
Livin' Joy,
Mark Hollis,
Metal Thangz,
Bobby Byrd,
Arthur Verocai,
Country Teasers,
Eli Mardock,
X-Ray Spex,
The Gun Club,
The Gories,
The Move,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Glenn Branca,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Dawn Penn,
Newcleus,
Lucky Dragons,
Frankie Knuckles,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Blues Magoos,
The Techniques,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Aloha Tigers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Buzzcocks,
Robert Wyatt,
Simply Red,
Cecil Taylor,
Scott Walker,
Anthony Braxton,
Drexciya,
U.S. Maple,
Eric Copeland,
June of 44,
Skriet,
Parry Music,
The Litter,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Fear,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.