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 Dominica and from Woodstock.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 marimba 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 Scientists to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Strawberry Alarm Clock. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Whodini,
Donald Byrd,
The Techniques,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soul Sonic Force,
ABC,
Sällskapet,
Babytalk,
Stetsasonic,
The Toasters,
Gang Gang Dance,
Scrapy,
Mantronix,
Nik Kershaw,
The Real Kids,
The Sonics,
John Holt,
John Coltrane,
The Victims,
Prince Buster,
Maleditus Sound,
Ludus,
The Names,
Robert Görl,
EPMD,
Cymande,
The Fuzztones,
Panda Bear,
Lalo Schifrin,
Minny Pops,
The Red Krayola,
Peter and Kerry,
Matthew Halsall,
Ultimate Spinach,
Janne Schatter,
Hot Snakes,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Busters,
Sister Nancy,
F. McDonald,
Soft Cell,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Slackers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jerry's Kids,
Michelle Simonal,
Flash Fearless,
The Stooges,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Minor Threat,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Motions,
Idris Muhammad,
Dave Gahan,
Aloha Tigers,
Faust,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Moleskins,
Drexciya,
Altered Images,
Second Layer,
Mandrill,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.