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 Costa Rica and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Isaac Hayes to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James White and The Blacks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gang of Four,
Ludus,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
the Germs,
Interpol,
Bobby Womack,
Archie Shepp,
The Cowsills,
Pharoah Sanders,
Wire,
Mr. Review,
Sparks,
The Remains,
Vainqueur,
Quando Quango,
Swans,
Roxette,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gang Starr,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Harry Pussy,
Marine Girls,
The Cure,
Soulsonic Force,
Newcleus,
Swell Maps,
Letta Mbulu,
Aural Exciters,
Black Bananas,
Jawbox,
Tres Demented,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Moleskins,
Yellowson,
MC5,
Jeff Mills,
Iggy Pop,
Monks,
Donny Hathaway,
Al Stewart,
X-102,
Mark Hollis,
Essential Logic,
Bobby Sherman,
OOIOO,
London Community Gospel Choir,
F. McDonald,
Porter Ricks,
Sonny Sharrock,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Surgeon,
Ice-T,
Thompson Twins,
Ralphi Rosario,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dave Gahan,
The Motions,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.