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 Fiji and from Stockholm.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Moleskins to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Barry Ungar,
Byron Stingily,
The United States of America,
Morten Harket,
Tropical Tobacco,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joe Finger,
The Techniques,
Basic Channel,
World's Most,
New Age Steppers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Isaac Hayes,
Nik Kershaw,
Blake Baxter,
Bush Tetras,
Joey Negro,
Roger Hodgson,
Royal Trux,
Visage,
Eric Copeland,
Metal Thangz,
Traffic Nightmare,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sister Nancy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Television,
Sun City Girls,
Lindisfarne,
Tubeway Army,
Howard Jones,
Pierre Henry,
A Certain Ratio,
Faraquet,
Public Image Ltd.,
Altered Images,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pagans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sam Rivers,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Real Kids,
ABC,
Rekid,
Electric Prunes,
Soul II Soul,
Unrelated Segments,
Deepchord,
Kayak,
Gang Green,
Scott Walker,
Interpol,
Al Stewart,
Bootsy Collins,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Josef K,
Audionom,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
John Coltrane,
The Red Krayola,
MDC,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.