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 Paraguay and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Outsiders to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Bananas,
Rufus Thomas,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
48th St. Collective,
Ultra Naté,
Robert Wyatt,
the Association,
Matthew Bourne,
Reuben Wilson,
Radiopuhelimet,
LL Cool J,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scientists,
Pantytec,
CMW,
Yusef Lateef,
Jerry Gold Smith,
the Slits,
Sarah Menescal,
Hardrive,
The Monks,
Pierre Henry,
David McCallum,
Bobby Sherman,
Soul II Soul,
Dual Sessions,
Crime,
Panda Bear,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Sonics,
Y Pants,
The Human League,
The Gladiators,
Eden Ahbez,
Leonard Cohen,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mission of Burma,
Pharoah Sanders,
This Heat,
UT,
Chris & Cosey,
Eurythmics,
The Walker Brothers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Donny Hathaway,
The Five Americans,
Monolake,
The United States of America,
Cymande,
Skaos,
Mars,
X-102,
Pylon,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gichy Dan,
Angry Samoans,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Unrelated Segments,
Wire,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Doors,
The Fire Engines,
Monks, Monks, Monks, Monks.
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.