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 Sierra Leone and from Shanghai.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Manchester.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Flipper to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Gang Green,
Gang of Four,
The Zeros,
Niagra,
LL Cool J,
Saccharine Trust,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Anakelly,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kurtis Blow,
The Gap Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jacob Miller,
Charles Mingus,
Nik Kershaw,
Derrick May,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Joe Smooth,
Unwound,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lakeside,
Roger Hodgson,
Vladislav Delay,
Rod Modell,
The Litter,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Goldenarms,
Jawbox,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lalo Schifrin,
Aaron Thompson,
Guru Guru,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Cheater Slicks,
Tropical Tobacco,
Maleditus Sound,
Gerry Rafferty,
Brick,
Ken Boothe,
Black Moon,
Symarip,
Agitation Free,
Jeff Mills,
Kevin Saunderson,
Delon & Dalcan,
T.S.O.L.,
Shoche,
Second Layer,
Fugazi,
One Last Wish,
Pagans,
Mantronix,
Flash Fearless,
The Neon Judgement,
The Alarm Clocks,
Audionom,
Sun City Girls,
Hot Snakes,
Barbara Tucker,
The Moody Blues,
Quadrant,
Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders.
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.