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 Cyprus and from Copenhagen.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bush Tetras to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
OOIOO,
The Invisible,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Divine Comedy,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Audionom,
Stiv Bators,
Deadbeat,
Cecil Taylor,
Model 500,
The Offenders,
Joe Smooth,
Saccharine Trust,
Icehouse,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Groovy Waters,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pagans,
10cc,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Grey Daturas,
Pole,
Crooked Eye,
cv313,
Country Teasers,
Depeche Mode,
U.S. Maple,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Spandau Ballet,
Malaria!,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sällskapet,
Harmonia,
Charles Mingus,
Black Pus,
Johnny Clarke,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gichy Dan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Fall,
Kurtis Blow,
Kenny Larkin,
Jawbox,
Mad Mike,
Scrapy,
Slave,
The Busters,
Sun Ra,
Heaven 17,
Yaz,
Outsiders,
Magma,
Dawn Penn,
Electric Prunes,
The Count Five,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.