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 Cape Verde and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Cheater Slicks to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
Pussy Galore,
Don Cherry,
CMW,
Gang of Four,
The Golliwogs,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gong,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
PIL,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Neon Judgement,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kerri Chandler,
The Real Kids,
X-101,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Monks,
Stereo Dub,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Association,
Monolake,
AZ,
The United States of America,
Mo-Dettes,
Derrick May,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
KRS-One,
Black Moon,
Tomorrow,
Soulsonic Force,
Amazonics,
David McCallum,
Joe Smooth,
The Black Dice,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Judy Mowatt,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Five Americans,
The Offenders,
Sex Pistols,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Buzzcocks,
The Last Poets,
Dark Day,
Average White Band,
Kaleidoscope,
Marvin Gaye,
Eli Mardock,
Funkadelic,
Stetsasonic,
Rapeman,
Brick,
the Slits,
Barrington Levy,
Vainqueur,
Deakin,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lakeside,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Tremeloes,
Alice Coltrane,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.