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 Maldives and from Philadelphia.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bologna.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the snare 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 The Techniques to the grime 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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All U.S. Maple tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mark Hollis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monks,
The Blues Magoos,
Shuggie Otis,
Michelle Simonal,
Scion,
The Young Rascals,
The Fall,
Crooked Eye,
Dawn Penn,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rekid,
Iggy Pop,
Boredoms,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Crispian St. Peters,
Prince Buster,
Tommy Roe,
The Golliwogs,
Tres Demented,
Little Man,
John Holt,
Qualms,
Josef K,
Dave Gahan,
The Wake,
Schoolly D,
Cal Tjader,
Marmalade,
FM Einheit,
Leonard Cohen,
Franke,
Jacques Brel,
Isaac Hayes,
DJ Style,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Vogues,
Whodini,
Pantaleimon,
Aswad,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mark Hollis,
Groovy Waters,
Terrestrial Tones,
Hashim,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Second Layer,
Arthur Verocai,
Kaleidoscope,
The Durutti Column,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
E-Dancer,
Wolf Eyes,
Steve Hackett,
Drexciya,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Patti Smith,
Sixth Finger,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.