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 Palau and from Mumbai.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lou Christie to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Walker Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
Monks,
Max Romeo,
the Human League,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sound Behaviour,
Scrapy,
China Crisis,
The Buckinghams,
Intrusion,
Deakin,
Depeche Mode,
Desert Stars,
David Bowie,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
Surgeon,
The Blues Magoos,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Drive Like Jehu,
Nik Kershaw,
Warsaw,
LL Cool J,
Radiohead,
The Neon Judgement,
Pagans,
Sugar Minott,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Roxy Music,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fela Kuti,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sixth Finger,
Scott Walker,
Mary Jane Girls,
Unrelated Segments,
Tim Buckley,
The Red Krayola,
Faraquet,
Eric Dolphy,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Fire Engines,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Freddie Wadling,
The Angels of Light,
The Seeds,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
ABC,
Slave,
Babytalk,
the Association,
Cheater Slicks,
The Star Department,
Letta Mbulu,
Massinfluence,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Joyce Sims,
Magazine,
Gastr Del Sol,
Shuggie Otis,
The Saints,
Lalann,
The Names,
X-101,
John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon.
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.