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 Iran and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Flash Fearless to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fluxion,
Outsiders,
Nils Olav,
Gong,
Blossom Toes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scott Walker,
David Axelrod,
This Heat,
Monks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Newcleus,
Don Cherry,
Grey Daturas,
a-ha,
Sound Behaviour,
10cc,
Fatback Band,
The Gladiators,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cymande,
Magazine,
The Walker Brothers,
New York Dolls,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Deadbeat,
Mo-Dettes,
World's Most,
R.M.O.,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kas Product,
Matthew Halsall,
Lee Hazlewood,
Symarip,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sun Ra,
The Raincoats,
Jacques Brel,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Saccharine Trust,
FM Einheit,
Kool Moe Dee,
Agent Orange,
Malaria!,
Nico,
Pierre Henry,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Human League,
New Order,
The Barracudas,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Marvin Gaye,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Mummies,
Pulsallama,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.