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 Uruguay and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 ABC to the grunge 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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All the Bar-Kays tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Brothers Johnson,
Simply Red,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Nick Fraelich,
Colin Newman,
Sarah Menescal,
Matthew Halsall,
Shuggie Otis,
Oblivians,
Aaron Thompson,
The Leaves,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ken Boothe,
Bronski Beat,
One Last Wish,
Eve St. Jones,
Deepchord,
Audionom,
Crash Course in Science,
Arab on Radar,
Anakelly,
Juan Atkins,
Robert Hood,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sun Ra,
Surgeon,
Sam Rivers,
The Toasters,
Archie Shepp,
Henry Cow,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Dead Boys,
Negative Approach,
The Sonics,
The Index,
Ludus,
Funky Four + One,
Second Layer,
Barbara Tucker,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Faraquet,
Cal Tjader,
Marine Girls,
Lakeside,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Young Rascals,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scan 7,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Chrome,
Wire,
The Move,
Q and Not U,
Kenny Larkin,
Supertramp,
Wolf Eyes,
Liliput,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Blancmange,
June Days,
Mandrill,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.