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 Qatar and from Hong Kong.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Eric B and Rakim to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Can,
Vainqueur,
Morten Harket,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
the Slits,
The Wake,
Lee Hazlewood,
One Last Wish,
The Flesh Eaters,
Neil Young,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Remains,
Flash Fearless,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Faust,
Junior Murvin,
Kerri Chandler,
Peter and Kerry,
Massinfluence,
Sex Pistols,
Essential Logic,
The Sonics,
Average White Band,
K-Klass,
Black Pus,
Johnny Osbourne,
Porter Ricks,
Altered Images,
DNA,
June of 44,
New Age Steppers,
Underground Resistance,
Kenny Larkin,
The Birthday Party,
The Smoke,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Q65,
Whodini,
Byron Stingily,
The Buckinghams,
Au Pairs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sound Behaviour,
Scientists,
Patti Smith,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Anakelly,
Soul II Soul,
Buzzcocks,
Loose Ends,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Danielle Patucci,
Circle Jerks,
Marmalade,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.