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 Taiwan and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin 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 The Remains to the rock 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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Mantronix,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fatback Band,
Country Teasers,
Ten City,
Gastr Del Sol,
Quando Quango,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Angels of Light,
Average White Band,
The Seeds,
Spandau Ballet,
Marmalade,
Motorama,
Soulsonic Force,
Mo-Dettes,
James White and The Blacks,
Freddie Wadling,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Audionom,
The Wake,
Kurtis Blow,
Lee Hazlewood,
Marvin Gaye,
Clear Light,
Magazine,
Echospace,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lakeside,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Wings,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Monochrome Set,
The Beau Brummels,
A Certain Ratio,
Whodini,
Kenny Larkin,
Ice-T,
Aswad,
Tubeway Army,
Schoolly D,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Last Poets,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pharoah Sanders,
Smog,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bobby Byrd,
Depeche Mode,
Duran Duran,
Sister Nancy,
Warren Ellis,
The Real Kids,
Crime,
Bill Near,
Yazoo,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sex Pistols,
DJ Style,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.